Ken
Sometimes it's good to know, sometimes it isn't. The truth is at times kind of a hassle to deal with, but sometimes it is the thing you want to know most. Curiosity is indeed a killer, but at the end of it, sometimes it is worth dying for.
I don't know a lot of things, maybe it is meant for it to be that way, knowing too much could be a bad thing, and knowing just that little bit more could kill what's left of me. Oh well.
Two weeks has gone by like a blink of an eye, the clouds are shifting back to its original place. The sun is setting, pretty soon night time will fall, again.
I hadn't been able to do a lot of things I wanted to do this holidays, but no matter, venturing into more than what I can afford to take in could prove again, a killer.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
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