Oct 21, 2003 01:45
realize no one cares and keep it to yourself.
You extend your hands towards salvation. Your fingertips brush against the cliff face and you realize that you can't just scratch away with your fingernails and save yourself. You'll fall. You'll fall and you'll hit the ground. Fate, gravity, what have you. In the end, it's all the flash of colors flying up past you, the brief weightless entrance into terminal velocity, and the the lights shutting off as you hit the ground.
pay dirt. If you could only see the look on your face.
yes mom, I'm having a wonderful time.