Thursday, November 22, 2007


It's never fair to compare objects or thoughts or emotions. We do it anyways. It's a way of setting ourselves up and dropping ourselves down. One beat at at time again.

Matters not, really. What we see is what we see. What we hope for becomes things we may not have imagined. One hope at a time, I guess.

I miss it all. I compare here and there and know that isn't fair. Do it anyways. But is it a case of grass is greener or a case of familiarity or a case of just plain wanting things the way I want them.


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