Friday, February 11, 2005

You will never live ...

if you are looking for the meaning of life.

Maybe it's the Rebecca weather, the proximity of VD, or the ephermeral glimpse into an idealized life viewed from afar; or perhaps the single, unoccupied, weekend bed... or maybe I was just born this way. Whatever the reason, melancholy has yet again reared its ugly head.

Even "Ice-T" , "Dr. Dre", and "Peyton" serve only as reminders of an incessant solitude.

At least I'm working now, and Lucky Charms now comes in chocolate ...

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