Sunday, August 30, 2009
Music is blasting my brain, making me forget how slow I'm moving in real life. But in my mind I move with the wind on a spring day. Whistling like Apollo, almost silent; beautiful. But different people can see it as a howling storm or the calm before and after (with out intermission...). The next thing I know I'm signing my Will, it goes that fast. But I'm really only moving as fast as everyone else is. But, some think 'to fast!' and some; 'to slow'. How can I stress this more? Life is random, time is all the same on the outside; it just depends on what your doing inside.
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