� | click here for flickr! 2002-01-03 veins of earthquake and that felt nice. i glowed a little. hugged the compliment to me. but i think there's a difference between not being average, and striving to be special. striving to be... it's that contrivance that i hate in myself. that contrivance makes me less than instead of the more than that i'm trying to be. maybe it's ok that i don't have a special talent or that i falter or that i am filled with faults like veins of earthquake running through me. or that i just can't always find my way. [ previous� �|� � next ]
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