Feb 15, 2006 04:23
I had a thought...
I carried it around with me for days and days
by the time I was done with it I was so involved I didn't know what to think...
I tried playing little games like not thinking about it for a whole day
and then thinking about it to see if I still liked it...
...I did.
I repeat myself when I'm under stress. Actually I think a lot of people do.. I wonder why that is?
Anyway the more I thought about it, the more I liked it.
I did think it was good.
The fact was no matter how you looked at it, no matter how you tore it apart, no matter how you broke it down, it remained consistent.
...meanwhile, a young boy crawled out from under a rock to kiss a fairy princess he had been dreaming of. The Princess told him that he was in fact still sleeping and that Santa Claus was a fib. Nearby a group of people gathered to see wheather or not the boy would be frightened by his shadow when emerging from his rock and therefor bringing about six more weeks of solid frozen rain.
Also I think there is a war going on in the world somewhere or something like that.