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sometimes the fates just have a way of pushing you that leaves nothing to guessing. it was still raining when i departed the bus depot, so i went to the book store that is near it. i ended up buying a couple of spellbooks and afterwards, the rain was gone! i love life.

my notes from my first day of english class are a perfect example of how horribly my train of thought can be derailed at times.

i typed them up for your viewing pleasure:
he sits and wonders what situation he has placed himself in.
what the fuck am i doing here? he wonders.
nothing. there is an answer for you. nothing.
what is anyone doing lately anyway? nothing.
they just act like they are doing something, anything.
well, do not let them fool you.
which brings me to a statement of sorts.
in order to play the fool, one must be foolish.
theory? i have a couple of theories for you.
our planet is a double sided turtle or two turtles humping, if you rather.
another theory is that we are all dreams of a turtle or whatever other creature you prefer.
if i was a fish i would be a flying one.
if i had a million dollars i would buy a library and fill it.
i wish i had a growing bag or a bag of many things.