I do this why?
Apr. 21st, 2005 05:37 amI'm finding it harder and harder to feel much trust in anything at the moment. People especially. But just everything in general. Any given second this hardwood floor may turn into jello or ashes. My heart may explode, my lungs could sieze, my bed may be suddenly decide to vanish. Happenstance? Circumstance? Bad luck?
Timing is everything. I have no rhythm. There is no tick or tock or ring. No warning bell , no gunshot to let you know that the dogs are loose and roaming.
In other words, if you say you're going to do something. DO it. Track it. Hunt it down and throttle it if you have to, but follow through.
If not then please, shut the fuck up.
That's my little snippet of sunshine for the day. I'll be off now.
Timing is everything. I have no rhythm. There is no tick or tock or ring. No warning bell , no gunshot to let you know that the dogs are loose and roaming.
In other words, if you say you're going to do something. DO it. Track it. Hunt it down and throttle it if you have to, but follow through.
If not then please, shut the fuck up.
That's my little snippet of sunshine for the day. I'll be off now.