We're at this stage in life where we reminisce too much of our near past, worry too much about our near future, are
too clueless about everything that can, will, may happen to us, think we know alot, think we don't know anything,
am confident about the wrong things, take pride in wasting time away, want too much but want to do too little.
Ohwell.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Fungalala
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Everyone would be mummery flummery. Everything would have meaningless mean. Everything will Fiddle the Faddle fala-la frog.
Later tonight I'll go to sleep after thinking and promising to remember today, later tonight I'll drift into states where fungalala happens, where only we know what fungalala means. Later in the morning I'll wake up happy, I'll forget yesterday, but I know, I know, you're still there to remind me what fungalala is.
10:04:00 PM because I say so