Of the Different Modes of Acquiring the Non-Understanding of Things, or One Girl's Touching Journey Into Cynicism and Misanthropy
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
"Fish in the sea, you know what I mean. River runnin' free, you know what I mean. Blossom on the tree, you know what I mean. It's a new dawn. It's new day. It's a new life for me. And I'm feeling good."
Crunching conundrums, blasting boredom, eliciting criticism, languishing while laughing, blaming poetry (and/or the lack of) for all of my choices, leaving it to the stars or the people better equipped to handle it, cackling at catastrophe and saying sayanora to sourpusses and sore losers