May 23, 2006 22:03
Today, I woke up breathing oddly. There was little rapture between the window panes, and I hadn't time to decipher the new code between their prism complex. Easily we've taken to flight, and keep running onward. I placed a foot in front of the other, and another in front of that one, three legs and counting- and I squashed one with crunch around two, he jumped to run but even with eight legs he wasn't quite fast enough- the furry little fanged beast.
It is May, seven months ago he darted for the door without a word, and I caught him gaze and put him in a place that wasn't his place, so I don't make a place for him at the dinner table anymore, because he doesn't want to be of any company- and I never did see why till now, although it's the same as then, just exacted and equating to a bottom line. I could never cut it down to simple mathematics with you could I? Then again, the terms of math are not trully realy, because how can something be real if it has theories, and imaginary numbers. I must not be real either, quite an episode I'll say, "goodnight" I've said before you' change the channel on me again.