Posted

Jul 14th 2007

Mood

Blank

Music

Mew--City voices

The passed two weeks...feel strangely compact. As if somebody threw them in a garbage compressor. And I am left with a little cube of time and memories and experiences all blended and morphed into a little blob of puddy.

It wasn't just the funeral we went to two weeks ago (that just blew my mind), it hasn't been the job (which has pushed me to my social-limit and then some), it hasn't been the crazy weather, nor has it been the interesting introspections.

It's just been... unpredictable. Conflicting. Chaotic and ultimately amusing. It's been two weeks where life is new every time the sun comes up, where I am different every time the sun goes down.

And tonight is no different. I will fall asleep and dream like there's no tomorrow. And when I wake up, something unpredictable will happen again.