Food is Still Hot

Mar 17, 2010 23:34

Moving my fingers in these little punching motions doesn't really mean anything except in the context that my hands are hovering above keys that we've decided will stand for sounds. And those sounds, we've all come to agreement, mean certain concepts.

And because everything is innately blank and only takes on meaning when we agree on it, then nothing really has any meaning at all, except what I decide.

And I decide, right now, that I'm happy.
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