Jan 08, 2007 23:12
Some of the most beautiful things I've ever read haven't been words at all, but emotions.
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Ambiguous, aren't we?
Indeed.
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I can't recall, stopgap, stopgap
The trees were bald,
bordering on winter,
maybe late fall.
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Sitting in an idle envy, things I crave can't be had, resulting in rants and raving. The older I get the more dsylexic I become. I've already had to go back three times and correct errors. Errors? Well, I'm a terror. Yet, I have an interview for an assistant editor position for a Beer and Wine magazine. I hope it is fruitful and bountiful, and that I am able to get it, eventhough I would prefer to stay in Sanbornton versus the middle of Vermont.
Ok, so my title says otherwise, but Meh' what they hell are you going to do, it is late at night and no one reads this my ranting shit.