No one could say that she was left up on the shelf

Jul 12, 2005 00:32

Some of us never get over the childhood desire for the impossible. I remember a book I read as a kid, colorfully illustrated without words, in which some children get magical christmas presents of unknown origin. The presents turn out to be strange jumpsuits with backpacks on them. When they are put on and a button on the chest is pressed, the ( Read more... )

tag, me, childhood, self-indulgent, emo, daydreams, reminiscence

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namja July 12 2005, 12:30:47 UTC
"Real life is more like marching than like flying, and that's never suited me."

Amen

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satoribee July 12 2005, 13:46:07 UTC
"Some of us never get over the childhood desire for the impossible."

Here in lays the crux of many problems. Unfortunately, no pill exists to erase our memory of desire.

Lovely post, albeit sad. :-(

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halfjack July 12 2005, 16:55:56 UTC
I got my flying suit, read the instructions wrong, and burnt off my left ass cheek.

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hep July 12 2005, 17:49:47 UTC
This is a good post. I read all your posts, I just never really comment because I feel anything I say is trite or overdone or whatever. I am not a unique snowflake.

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hep July 12 2005, 17:57:51 UTC
OH YEAH i also wanted to say this ( ... )

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satoribee July 13 2005, 00:20:12 UTC
"...GOTO 10"

Ahhhh, memories of computer programs I actually understand. Thank you for that.

and I'm sorry. I know how frustrating and heartbreaking OCD can be.

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