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.
Friday, April 17, 2009
I must do?

There is the apprehension of hope, sweet anxiety, fetching fearfulness. And a small streak of impossibility. Yet I can be so certain at times, just by the sound of your coming, just by the locks of eyes, the colloquy. I think I know, I think I don't. I think I'm infallible, I think I'm clueless. I think, I think not, I don't think.
Is there something I must do.
10:58:00 PM because I say so