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This jumped out of my head a few days ago.
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Well into the wetness muttering the fates of what was left to come. The foresight, not failing, but finding failures all along. The treetop canopy, like descending mellow greed, faintly shimmers with the wind, and the chattery leaves breathe. There are two-fold properties that float abundantly in the shallow air. One is the fear of uncertainty, the other is the confidence of calculated risk. Within the distance twixt the twain, there should be balance found, and yet from vantage points in present, none can be seen or achieved. So forward, on-pressing like something else not seen, the boat of buoyant dreams careens slightly out of control, for the chaos of the fateful course governs with a slightly reckless hand. And just when it seems that things are falling from the sky, the joint governesses return with doled out decrees; justice on a silver platter. And dinner is served.
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I'm sick and crabby, and now's probably not the best time for me to write any commentary on life or really anything for that matter. I'm alive in most senses, and that should be good enough for me, shouldn't it? I did see X men tonight and as I recall I liked it a lot. All I'll say about today is that I had fun, but it just wouldn't be my style to let it be all smiles, now would it?
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I still feel like I'm on the boat.
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Well into the wetness muttering the fates of what was left to come. The foresight, not failing, but finding failures all along. The treetop canopy, like descending mellow greed, faintly shimmers with the wind, and the chattery leaves breathe. There are two-fold properties that float abundantly in the shallow air. One is the fear of uncertainty, the other is the confidence of calculated risk. Within the distance twixt the twain, there should be balance found, and yet from vantage points in present, none can be seen or achieved. So forward, on-pressing like something else not seen, the boat of buoyant dreams careens slightly out of control, for the chaos of the fateful course governs with a slightly reckless hand. And just when it seems that things are falling from the sky, the joint governesses return with doled out decrees; justice on a silver platter. And dinner is served.
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I'm sick and crabby, and now's probably not the best time for me to write any commentary on life or really anything for that matter. I'm alive in most senses, and that should be good enough for me, shouldn't it? I did see X men tonight and as I recall I liked it a lot. All I'll say about today is that I had fun, but it just wouldn't be my style to let it be all smiles, now would it?
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I still feel like I'm on the boat.