The stranger sang a theme
From someone else's dream
The leaves began to fall
And no one spoke at all
But I can't seem to recall
When you came along
Ingenue
Sunday, August 29, 2004
there're so many things i could do on a sunday morning but instead i've lazed the time away doing absolutely nothing. the only proper reason i have to offer is that i'm still a bit flu-ish so my lethargy can be excused.
argh. i must not succumb to the temptation to whine about stuff here! sometimes the feeling of discontentment rises up in me and it's so easy to think about lots of things that i could complain about, but i know i should count my blessings.
i guess the problem is that knowing how some people lead such different lifestyles makes me wonder if i should make any changes to my own... but somehow the feeling of inertia is too great to overcome. and maybe, just maybe, so many other things are at stake.
all this is written in a delirious state; i shall attempt a more coherent entry next time.
11:24 AM
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