What The Thunder Said

Friday, January 16, 2009

Stop Me If I'm Repeating Myself

"Every word is nonsense but I understand it all.
Oh, Lord, I'm not ready for this sort of thing."

An oldie but goodie (Anna Begins - Counting Crows)


The problem with resolving to yourself not to talk anymore about the weather or lack of sleep is that the only thing left to talk about is reality. That terrifies me.

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