Monday, December 22, 2008
Maybe this picture would've been more fitting for my other entry.

Lucky I'm not the jealous type: It's times like this I'm on my way to the top of the world, but when reality comes knocking on the door I realise that there is no top of the world. The world is round, so where's the top? Sometimes I can't
be when I don't know what to
do. Forgetting is hard when memories are clouds and a thunderstorm looms ahead. I opened my umbrella to fight off images of you, but you blew me away. I'd say thanks for the storm, but I don't know what's worse; the fact that it's sunny somewhere else or that I'm not there?
8:12 PM