Sunday, December 12, 2004

Mortality.

it's been a rough week.

no one falls sick twice in 4 days.

it cannot be.

its not as if i piled myself with numerous activities.

nonetheless, my lack of sleep got the better of me.

i jsut want to run away to the mountains and breathe the fresh air while the cold wind beats upon my face.

well, currently, i've only got this 11th storey apartment and the thunderstrom has generated a cold wind of carbon and nitrogen oxides.

that doesnt add up to much.

King Levi
Snow, White, the 7 giants and the royal clownhood.

ahh.
that'll be good.
and hopefully, after that, we'll all be rekindled.
or at least i'm sure i need it.

God, take me..