13 July 2007

Double You Tee Eff

On my last day, I want to fly.

I need to start visiting more high places; need to get used to the height. But I'd probably forget to do so.

I'm just living on borrowed (Stolen? Blatantly and selfishly stolen?) time. How long can I go on like this? I don't asked myself that too often since I stopped thinking.

I've been escaping for a while now, a good while. Too damned bloody long, in fact.

I don't see a future.

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