Apr 22, 2006 09:09
The truth is, I'm only that good when I'm with good company.
Today I'm a bastard.
Tonight I'm a hero
Yesterday: a comedian (you were impressed)
Tomorrow.
I had a dream that life was a blanket. Interwoven fibers, criss-crossed and formidable. A checkerboard pattern of Lives and memories. And out of the millions of threads and filaments, we were intertwined and tangled. And we were the stronger for it.
This is a happiness hangover.