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Faced with the unutterable, words still disintigrate...
And ever new, out of the most quivering stones, music builds her divine house in useless space.
-Rilke
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I am moody.
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sometimes i wish... [a blog]
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Monday, May 20, 2002
wow, yesterday was weird.
i missed church because i was so tired [depressed]... i didn't get up till, yeah, about 3 or 3:30. i almost didn't get up this morning... even tho i went to bed at 11:30, but i digress [tho isn't that what blogs are about?].
so yeah, i had baccaloriate practice at 6 till 8 or 9. then i came home and wandered out of reality again...
hey kids, this could be the one
ok, here's what's really weird. the other day, saturday?, i heard switchfoot on mtv. in the background of some show my sister was watching. i was like, "hey, switchfoot!" [New Way To Be Human, for all who care...]
then, i think i-dreamed- benton falls was in the background of some tv commercial... i thought it was real, but now i think it was only a dream... i'm not entirely sure, and that kinda wigs me out.
dreams really shouldn't get confused with reality... especially when i usually don't remember my dreams...
and my dreams are usually depressing. not depressing in the sense that they are about depressing things, but depressing in the sense that i meet someone cool or hear a great band or see a good friend and i always end up losing them... they get farther away and i can't catch up to them or i literally lose, as in can't find, them. and i end up alone.
aren't dreams supposed to be an escape? or just a disproportionate display of reality...
so it goes.
10:54 AM
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