like a dog chasing cars;
what would i do if i ever caught one?
plenty of fish in the sea
that is my, disinterest in [g]
you r being
boring
and i have respect for your keeping at bay
and wasn't it einstein who defined
insanity as repeating the same experiment expecting
different results?
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Mistaking apathy for affection
[Why are we] programmed to only look for evidence to support our
misconceptions
misinterpretations
question mark
misconceptions
misinterpretations
question mark
Labels:
dishonesty,
friendship,
HAHA PEOPLE,
losing perspective
Saturday, September 29, 2012
Logbook entry 120922
After 21 years of not wearing pjs, I have anchored in a perpetual state of pajamaland.
Labels:
change,
pajamas,
right away great captain,
shipwreck
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
been a child a dozen times
childhood slipped through my hands, every time
through finger tips pointing at the things i wanted
thinking i needed
tongue-tied, pursing lips to form the words
grimaces to enunciate, accentuate
you start over, pick up something new
brush up; revise; forget and learn anew
unlearn / ing
so many rules to remember
so difficult to switch back and forth
[why is it ?
never less demanding to slow down, baby steps
try to forget, somewhere else you could run
here you must first learn to crawl
stumble and fall
learn to pick yourself up
sitting still can feel the wind in my hair
through finger tips pointing at the things i wanted
pursing lips; grimaces
tongue-tied starting over
unlearning so many rules to remember
never less demanding
learn to slow down
childhood slipped through my hands, every time
through finger tips pointing at the things i wanted
thinking i needed
tongue-tied, pursing lips to form the words
grimaces to enunciate, accentuate
you start over, pick up something new
brush up; revise; forget and learn anew
unlearn / ing
so many rules to remember
so difficult to switch back and forth
[why is it ?
never less demanding to slow down, baby steps
try to forget, somewhere else you could run
here you must first learn to crawl
stumble and fall
learn to pick yourself up
sitting still can feel the wind in my hair
through finger tips pointing at the things i wanted
pursing lips; grimaces
tongue-tied starting over
unlearning so many rules to remember
never less demanding
learn to slow down
Labels:
growing pains,
humility,
language,
lesson worth learning
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