mick3

Mad World

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams...
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The gleam of the streetlight beamed off the all too familiar steely gaze fixed - right dead at me. I gave chase. Immediately changing lanes - I was not being outrun this time. Not again would I be playing the fool, well not this soon again, if it were indeed up to me to decide.

More gas sending the engine revving higher, the stoplight clearly...
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...oh sweet release can you arrive too soon?

...le oink!

What did I learn today? Firstly, the most obvious (painful?)
item is that this area of the country is being climatologically (no, I
had no idea that was a real word either!) punished whatever the reason.
Is it because we have no professional football team? Is it because we
barely have a professional hockey club? Is it because the entire
metropolitan area revolves around shopping...
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A funny thing happened on the way to the... world - I took a wrong turn. Oh, sure I exist. I work. I eat. I sleep. Just, I thought there would be something else. Someone else...

viva moblog!

...blast! (now you tell me? "cannot be deleted" - oye) Dizzy dig that cool cat

"Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards."
Sren Kierkegard

Actual effort contemplating combined with uncovering truths denied, discerned, learned and those prior purged. More easily, effect thoughts, influence belief -- apprehensive the sluggish arrival of possible a silver lining to this cloud. Editing text spotlights veiled thoughts of misfortune, melancholy, melodrama all hail the drama queen snowballing frustrations felt initially sparking writing praying, anticipating a sorely needed -- rebirth.