Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Random Babbling of a Now Legal Adult

Cos we can

Someone close to my heart reminded me of this a few days ago. A truly brilliant girl at heart, and I won't say amazing because like the word 'nice' it is being so overused in every context imaginable, it is slowly sadly losing it's..awesomeness.
and it was concluded that I write when I'm stressed for exams.

Based on that alone I should stop writing here.
I won't.

One day I'll fly away
belts out Satine, and man oh man do I feel her pain. Granted I'm not working at the Moulin Rouge in the hope of getting into theatre. Granted I'm not being killed slowly by a disease.

Doesn't stop me from wanting to fly away though.
Get away from this rock, get away from the same four walls, the same routine, the same faces.
Get away the self as dictated by circumstances and time.

And I might find that unless I make a conscious effort not to let these two demons so to say take control, I'll slowly slowly lose my mind.
Time does that naturally, literally. Dimensia.
Being the hamster in the wheel, frantically running and running, out of breathe; just to keep that wheel going.


(8) Phone rings but I won't take it, cos we only get one life
we only get one life (8)

I don't know.
I'll go back to my assignments, photoshop and quote hunting.

The fear of life is the favorite disease of the 20th century.

William Lyon Phelps

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