Vivo Somnio (vivosomnio) wrote,
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I can't stop...

I've been going for nights and nights now. Just random snipits thrown into my big rant file. More and more as item after item tumbles through my subconscious to come blasting into conscious thought. I have PAGES of writing, and I'm starting to wonder as to wether or not it will ever make it to Livejournal or not. I think it is far too big for anybody to ever take the time to read it, yet there's always that hope is there not? That's something I don't understand, that I believe I comment on in the rant itself. If somebodys long post isn't worth your time reading, why are they on your friends list?

Do you ignore somebody you know if they speak more than five or six sentences to you? If so, I should think I need to beat you. Fifty lashes with a wet noodle, at the least.

I had an exceptionally good day yesterday. I ran into Mary. She's a sweetheart. We talked about a lot of things. Ryan had mentioned to her that he's trying to coax Kathleen into moving out with him. I told Mary that I don't think she should. I also told Kathleen this, so it's not like I'm keeping it from her or that this would be shocking news to her. But I must reiterate that I don't think it would be a good idea. It's not that I dislike Ryan or somesuch either. Don't get me wrong. I just don't believe it would be a good move. But Mary and I talked, and I felt good. We spent a couple hours together. But, alas, I had to venture home.

On my ride home yesterday on the bus, I saw the most exquisitely beautiful flowers. They were clutched tightly in the arm of a fifteen-ish year old boy. Probably the prettiest pink flowers I've ever seen. I asked him what they were for, and he turned around and smiled and told me they were for his girlfriend. He went all the way into downtown and to the Pike Place Market to get them for her.

I think yesterday was a good day.

I also think that the way things had been for me on the bus lately, I was suprised when he didn't tell me they were for his mothers funeral.

I'm really tired of hearing things like this.

Sounds like an article you'd read in The Onion, doesn't it?


It isn't.
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