Feb 26, 2006 22:10
a trace of me, glows in my periphery and every time i turn to see, it goes.
i don't like this feeling.
i don't like feeling unoriginal
i don't like feeling unsettled
i don't like feeling like i don't get it
i don't like not understanding
well break's over and i'm going back into the world with a totally off kilter feeling. please don't send me back. i'm off to bed down with kafka or to finish watching Grey's anatomy, i haven't decided yet.