Friday, March 07, 2003

... and it's so cold

Everything is circular for me. There is no final end point. I leave point "A" and reach point "B" and then before I know it I'm looking at point "A" again. I want a linear life filled with natural progression. A steady incline would be nice. I want G.O. without the accompanying G.I. I want to purge without binging. I want sleep without waking.

...and it's so cold.

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