Saturday, April 28, 2007


It's 1:00 AM, and I can't sleep. Again.

I shouldn't have eaten after baseball practice.

Derivations from the mean, the standards are wavering, and once again the entrusting the surge and the tide to leave the incandescence alone in the softening daylight. Geometric figures and reductionism contrast into a tightening friction from the abrasion.

I should also not think I'm relevant.

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