forever
2003-11-08 || 11:50 a.m.

And at night I stand outside. A tiny conscious being, immensly lost in this whole mess of time.

The wind blows my long, dark, tangled hair. Thoughts whip across my deep, dark, tangled mind. And the stars twinkle invitingly above me. Calling me to join them forever. To become a golden, spinning girl pleides.

Somewhere, someone took a big wooden spoon and stirred time into an even bigger mixed-up mess.

And this heaviness sits on my mind like bricks.

And whilst I would search forever, missing out not a corner of a corner-less space. Still the stirring continues, leaving me down and dark for always.