Mar 22, 2004 11:28
everything seems so much more concrete in the candlelight of a pre-dawn picturesque scene.
i am convinced that what i am doing is necessary. that it is meaningful.
upon waking up i notice that trivial is what confronts me. not conviction, nor understanding. a room is just a room; clothes strewn about to match the mood of the empty bottle on the floor.
i notice these things just as my skin begins to throb. it is an ordinary pain that is neither necessary
nor is it meaningful.
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steve the cow has come to terms with his inadequacies in the bedroom.
sorry steve the cow, but you just dont measure up. and plus, my heart is with someone else.