Monday, April 19, 2004

The trouble with having a prevailant inner child within you is that it makes you come off as rather bratty. The most primitive part of yourself that reacts to everything with candour and innocence takes over and all hell breaks loose. However, there's also the bright side of being ruled by a placid inner child: being able to take childlike joy in the most ridicuous of things. The older I get the more prone I am to enjoying the simplest of things like walking about at night staring up at the stars, marvelling at how the entire night sky seems to be moving in step with me. In fact, I'm going to go do that right now.

Misha at Monday, April 19, 2004

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