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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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Saturday, March 22, 2003
sometimes i wish, eh?
sometimes i wish i wasn't so emotionally unstable and prone to wigging out.
sometimes i wish i cared alot more about other people and alot less about myself.
sometimes i wish i could get stuff done.
sometimes i wish i wasn't so uselessly contemplative.
sometimes i wish i would actually write good poetry.
sometimes i wish i would narrow my focus.
sometimes i wish i would be able to do anything well.
sometimes i wish i could play sports.
sometimes i wish i would do more and regret less.
sometimes i wish i would stop wishing.
2:18 PM
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