senior, old age, second childhood, sickness and death, ain't we got fun.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
BREAKUP NIGHT II
starry, starry night always reminds me of a college dating breakup. i walked out into the very cold clear january night. the air was pure, icy and crisp and the stars seemed exceptionally bright. i was frrreeeeee ........
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i ignore the words. just the tone and tenor of the song expresses my feelings.
vincent van gogh, was obsessed. thats not for you. don't let the bastards wear you down.
as they say, dating is like waiting for a bus, if you miss one, another will be along in a few minutes.
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i lied.
this is all made up because my grand children know that there was only mist and fog before 1995 when the universe was created by you know who. bible thumpers are wrong the universe is not as old as 6000.
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