Last night when I was sitting in the park there was a black and white mouse running around in the planter. How appropriate.

It was scurrying around and wishing it had someone to be near. It did not. Neither do I. I relate to that mouse because I feel like I am running, direction less, wishing that I had someone who I could get close to. The fountain isn’t running, it isn’t on and it won’t be. Maybe it never will be.

There are park benches, four of them, with seating for two people, or four really skinny people… I’ve never seen more than one person sitting on any park bench, it is sad that they have never been used for their full purpose. Like so many things, really. They are used but not utilized. I want to see these park benches, one day, stuffed with 6-10 people a piece, sitting right on top of one another, all smiling and so pleased to not just be alive, but alive together.

How beautiful would that be? Yeah, fucking beautiful.

In other news, life is stressful. That is all, now your local weather.

Categories: gets

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3 Responses

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   lifang:

   hey! I’m here not to conment,but to tell you that I did not text you back is because there was not enough money in the account .I am now at home, however I find that the MSN was deleted. So,I can’t contact you for the moment. When I get the new number I will text you.Miss YOU!

   13.06.2008 09:08

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   Amanda!:

   I’m sorry but I can’t get over how when you wrote this you and I were sitting on one of those benches together.

   Sake makes you so silly, brother.

   21.06.2008 00:03

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   Ily:

   lol well your sister kind of burst your literary bubble but i find it funny that she did.
   I appreciate your point,but maybe she made a better one. ganz allein in einem uberfullten zimmer.

   all kinds of loves might be the same.

   22.06.2008 00:53