Saturday, March 10, 2007

He looked around him. An overwhelming presence was in the room. The presence of fear, the presence of dejection. Love was not present. He struggles to find the door out of the room, but all that surrounded him was silence, and darkness. Where's daddy? He thought. Where's mommy? He cried. No answer. Can somebody hear me...

He stirred, bewildered. On one hand, he was relieved, relieved that it was just a dream. On the other, he was confused. He is ninteen years old now, but fears that his life is very much like that nine year old.


boredd... hahas... that's why wrote a stupid paragraph. don't think it made any sense.


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should have gone for service today.

today was a waste of my time.

don't even know what i was there for. supporting a friend? but i don't think he knows i am there at all?

maybe if i have gone for service, things may be better. won't feel that today is such a wasted day.


marrkk.
Posted by Timo-mo at 10:27 PM