Saturday, July 31, 2004

dakness at 3

Thinking about life is like dancing about architecture, to slightly alter an Elvis Costello quote. Yesterday, after a visit from an old friend named migraine, I realised the futility of actually pondering life, the meaning of and the futility of it. There is not explanation. It's just a cosmic disneyland with one long ride for us all. Might as well stop complaining why you ever came and enjoy the ride.

Life is what's whizzing by you as you sit alone and think about what life is. I, for one, am done with the thinking bit. Bring it on... I'm all for the experiencing!

Misha at Saturday, July 31, 2004

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