Some things are bothering me.
Small small things that come and go. Like threads raked out from a horrible piece of fabric.
I can't name it and I don't know why. But they poke me here and there all the time.
And still, without knowing what is it or why, i came with no solutions.
I feel tired and disturbed, i don't know what to do, so i shut myself and try to focus on what's wrong.
But these things still makes me itch. All over.
And I thought, maybe I am dreaming. Or is this real?
Saturday, December 6, 2008
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