It is a strange sort of pain "to die of yearning for something you'll never experience"

Friday, July 18, 2003

tryin' to spend my cold-gray friday afternoon,
i'm chattin' with some robot tellin' me:i'm so glad you're here!
and me simply smilin' and replyin': thanks!
well this one is ironic.ain't it?
fridays were like multi-color snapshots when i was a kid.
nowadays they're just empty!
so empty that i can feel cold in the middle of summer!

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