Really, I come up with about three hundred thousand good blog topics a day, but then it comes down to it, and I'm too lazy to write about anything significant.
Monday, April 24, 2006
I have some sort of disease where you hallucinate and start to not believe in love, but after a year or two, or even sometimes ten or twenty, it cures itself and all that's left are a few little red spots that twinge and ache whenever you get too near someone else that has the disease and it's all you can do to stop from reaching out and holding them close. I haven't started to make sense of the world yet but I think it's beautiful all the same.
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The voice inside my head, about a million times a day:
"Oh, man, you should definitely write about that."
"Ooo, that would make an excellent blog title."
"EVERYONE needs to hear these lyrics! I must post them!"
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