Are you a Poet?

“Drowned in infatuation, regurgitation commences.”

Alright, so Thanksgiving vacation is almost over, and I can’t stop thinking about all the shit I have to do for people. I kinda feel like writing a resume or at least a sheet of all of my activities. When I think about it, I’ve done so much for so many people. Artwork, logos, impossible murals, etc. Whatever, it’s too much to think about.

So I attended Thanksgiving at my aunts house and wrote this down over the course of the night:
“As I watch the young ones, tainted with the inability to see the world, the elderly around me grow more and more senile.

This is a little something called evolution.”

I’m not gonna bother explaining, it’s probably rubbish. You’d understand if you were a part of my family, I think.

All I can think about lately is one person. And I just think it’s so amazing how one person can have such a deep affect on another. I suppose thats why we all have feelings, right? Emotions, love, compassion, understanding, friendship… Well yeah. I miss you. If only you knew how much.

Well, chillins, I’m off to bed,
Katie

Katie @ 1:58 AM UTC on November 25, 2007 → Uncategorized ; ♥[2]