Friday, September 30, 2005
no.. i want to break through
8 hours of sleep and still i feel the lactic acid building, the eyes gorged from too much sleep but not enough rest. i feel displaced, so very very acerbic. i strive so hard to improve but the plateau always seems too near for me to hope much anyway.
Bye yan, i'm regretful with my absence of presence.
i shall rewatch movies for inspiration again. stuff of dead poet's society; that i may contribute a verse. stuff of Patch Adams; that i may love as all dark things are to be loved 'tween the shadow and the soul.
ah well, i'm just glad to be home. Joyce Lim unzipped at 10:49 AM with 0 comments
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