Nov 28, 2009 21:35
There aren't enough pencils in packages for all the paper, enough AA batteries for all the clocks on all of the walls, enough sheets to cover all of the beds in every bedroom, or enough energy to power all of the televisions in every living room.
I've lost my car again, and I can't find time within time to tend to my mind. I'm speaking in riddles to keep myself guessing, and guessing time spent doing so only to be wrong. I've fallen into a hole, and I'm falling slowly. It's merely a comfortable tumble, but should I be jostled I may find the bottom.
The distilleries are working hard to feed my heart.