Friday, July 17, 2009

because its late and im writing, i will not stop

what if fine isn't good enough.
what if i want extraordinary.


i know you're extraordinary because you make me feel extraordinary.
because i am just like you. and you are just like me. i think in the lateness i am trying to be buddhist. taoist. something eastern. something with a cyclic flow of energy.
and that makes up you and me.