Tuesday, March 01, 2005

 

inane

so tell me, please, why do i write these epistels? am i mumbling in a dark room? producing electronic grafitti? i really don't know. but each post seems more and inane in that i'm not really talking to anyone, but tying notes to balloons and letting them go into the desert sky.
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