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So its a new year. a little bit into it at that. there hasn’t been much going on for me to write about. all i’ve been doing has working for the month of december. and when i wasn’t working, i was sleeping or catching up on some old anime n such.

today as i was walking around some stores and looking at what they had, and the people shopping in side of them i was thinking to my self that it would be nice to have a auto blog type thing. that is to say i could blog what i was thinking at that time. maybe its too much ghost in the shell that i’ve watched over the last month, but when i see three fat college age girls looking at what type of ice cream they should get, and debating over how much they could eat per portions on what would be the best bang for the buck. i just shake my head at that wish i took a pic of them standing in front of the freezers. and that could bring me to the auto blog of pics from what i see… i have to get on top of those optical implants…

so things happen for a reason right? well thats why i tell my self. and not some type of divine reasoning, just from cause and effect. and there should be some type of purpose in the end, all be it the strings of fate pulling you in one direction or the other.

i wonder what would be a life with out regrets,
what it would be without feer of what would happen,
lets lay the cards out on the table,
ask those questions,
say those words,
lets see what happens
lets see,
i guess we will.

…save the night, and fight the rising sun…
yeah i had those nights
tonight wasn’t one of them
haven’t had one of those in a while
she’s been missing
will there be another
will it be her
…. come tomorrow….

the feelings of love
have returned again
why

the feeling of loneliness
returns as well
i know why

but this time is different
this time i have changed
this time i am out of my shell
this time…

what will happen this time

“Dreamt many starry escapes
Let’s vanish up in orbit”
– Kat

Setting up my blog archives i found something i wrote:

The Single Slumber

16 Oct 2005 @ 8:39 AM

lonely in my bed

the blankets are the one i hold

she’s missing from my side

the single slumber

So true last night, but “she” wasn’t necessarily any one in particular this time.

blah… such a fun night, but i’m not happy, i never am on the way back home or when i get home, why is this? prob because i’m by my self… who knows…

there are many selfs that make up the whole, if one is true to those selfs then they are pure hearted