December 4, 2008

• There are many things floating around my head which I couldn't begin to articulate. Which is never good, because then you immediately forget how you were going to address them, and then they are never solved.

  I've been hopeful, lately. Which, of course, means nothing since it only supplies a high and then sours once it does not come true. I'm a terrible dreamer, I know. Yet undeniably, I am one, because without a goal or something higher to work for, I go to utter Hell. I've just been feeling like things are possible, lately. Not so, bad, right? Oh well, I'll take any moment I'm happy to be alive, I suppose. Heh, oh, man, I'm terrible, sometimes...

  Fo'òn änaè bue ciz, ut biÿac - ut ÿeg'änac ut ævû i qgaâ âry'ut eg lak âgn.

  So, I suppose I came to a conclusion, which means knowing which direction to travel. Doesn't make that path of life anymore easier, but it's better than unsure how to proceed with life.

  I need to write more of my book. I need to do a lot of things. Xanga is not one of them. So to bed, then.

  I suppose even I would have to admit that any person who makes you believe in the intricacy and importance of the human mind and personality again, who makes you feel that there are possibilities in life still, and reminds you that humanity can be more than just the lowest it's capable of is worth notice, at the very least.

  I supposesomething from Tracks would've done for tonight. Too late for me to look for anything in particular, however.

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