Life seems to lack the continuity that it had when I was younger. Transition between events, people, thoughts and deeds are abrupt. It almost feels like you are not one, but a collection of people.
A dinner isn't a dinner. It is a chance to meet up. A phone call isn't a phone call. It is a shameless facade to ask a favour. A porn movie isn't a porn movie. Well actually, it is.. Never mind. Forgot what I wanted to say.. Some other time probably...
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
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