Recent weeks are going by way too quickly. I’m reaching for something significant that’s happened to me in the last 3 days. Tuesday… Wednesday…Thursday. Watched The Contender with Tim; if you ask me, the world we be a far better place with The Dude as president. Photo class…. shared some cute pictures of my adorable cat, Ivy. Chopped rafi’s hair. Drank too much. Killed my legs. Fixed my legs. Killed my back. Need a massage. Less cheese, more aromatic oils please. I need to call my family more often.
so in the end, whatever, we die, we dissolve
equations unbalanced, riddles unsolved
and we were never connected or involved
except for the intersections and crazy mathematics
with no time and no space and no schedule and no place
and we pass right through it without a trace
and sometimes that music drifts through my car
on a spring night when anything is possible
and i close my eyes and i nod my head
and i wonder how you’ve been and i count to a hundred and ten
because you’ll always be my hero, even if i never see you again
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