TWIST
...there's never enough time.Wednesday, May 08, 2002
20
so how in the hell did this one happen? It just happened. Just like everything else in the wicked world, it just happenes. Life, happenes. We don’t really pay attention to it. We never actually do. We want to. We try to, but never succeed. Why? The proof is that you’re reading this, and agreeing. Time isn’t really there. We are made up of two moments in time, the future (which never gets here) and the past (which never goes anywhere) once the future gets here, it’s gone, that same instant and it’s the past. When you take time out of the equation, you find the answer. The answer to why we’re here and what in the hell we;’re supposed to be doing.
ha.
no one knows.
I’m 20 years old, I’m the full time unofficial tech supervisor of office max store no. 898. I have a beautiful girlfriend that I’m madly in love with. I have a shit load of friends that all love my apartment, and I just got a whole heep of new music to listen to for my birthday. To say the least, life is good.
But to speak the truth, there’s something missing. The sence, the satisfaction in knowing, and the calming effects of knowing that I have actually suceded – well, this is where I’m torn. Full time job? Not to bad. But what about school? Eh… who knows… but alas, the stike and reverse of that never happenes.
Lost
Without a thought
A plan
A choice
Not being able to write a single line that made sence
Lost in a thinkness that no one could see though
The choices that were made years before
Made him lose all sight of the hopes to come
Standing alone in his room, the room he’d seen for 20 years before
Began to shink right infront of his eyes
The walls began to move
The books in the book case jumped
As the case began to slide slowly across the floor
The bed
The desk
The tv
The pile of dirty clothes, falling over itself as it crawled and dragged it’s way across the floor as twards his toes.
Panic.
Not to mention the oncoming back pains?
...shit that’s all I’ve got. I wonder what my girlfriend is doing.....
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