Idle Hands

Posted on June 10, 2005 by Ian

School’s out. Today I experienced the unprecedented pleasure of sleeping in to 10 o’clock in morning. I can’t remember the last time I did that. I can’t remember the last time I didn’t have some obligation pushing down on me. I feel odd. I’m running the risk of sobering and souring. I may need to find a way to wear myself out.

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2 Responses to Idle Hands

  1. Anonymous says:
    June 24, 2005 at 2:55 am

    Life comes in bounds and skips….. boredom one moment…super sized the next… the aftermath dealt with the next day…. some of us ponder…some of us rage… but the bottom line is there is no such thing as black or white in the grand scheme of things…. Situations choose themselves and you roll with the punches…

  2. ian says:
    June 24, 2005 at 10:18 am

    “Cold-hearted orb that rules the night
    removes the colors from our sight
    red is grey and yellow white
    but we decide which is right
    and which is an illusion.”