lately it has been too easy to find the familiar in smells and laughs and words. too easy to pretend everyone else is right when they think i am seventeen or eighteen. to glance at a cute girl and let her enter into and fade from my mind in one brief breeze that makes me smile, at least in my head. i need sleep. you have no idea how much. [well maybe lisa does.]

a girl in my class, when asked by the professor if we all had an email address, said that she did not. had she left it at that, i'd have thought nothing of it. however, she, with little pause, quickly informed us that she had access to a computer, but not only does she not know how to use it or the internet, she doesn't plan on learning. why? because, of course, she is "anti-technology". she must be on the cutting edge of cool trends. [though i think the amish beat her to it.] i literally had to use every bit of willpower to keep from pummeling her with a barrage of questions, like: did you drive to class? do you use light bulbs, washing machines, a refrigerator, zippers? do you use air conditioning, an oven, or a telephone? if so, how can you draw the line so arbitrarily? [and i realize everyone is free to have their own mindset, invalid as it may be, but she told the professor that if needed, she could attain an email address. flexible?, yes. strong beliefs?, apparently not.] she'd better hope she never gets an aggressive disease or in an auto accident, those can be hard to treat via herbs.

it would be easy to lie and say i need no one and nothing. easier to state the obvious.



maybe not.

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i hold you close to my chest" -d.r.



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