othelladub's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- peter pan Time passes in life, and one day may reflect another, or may come out distorted and unrepresentative of the others. I look at chunks of time in my life, and wonder what became of that person. I'm a bit of a romantic when it comes to the past, even though I usually commit the worst parts to my memory, for just that reason. But then I find the good stuff creeping its way in, and I want to find a way to ratchet it out, to ignore that I was ever happy, that my family was a working unit, that a was a happy little boy. where did that go? why does time have to go? i hate time - I hate it for being too slow, and too fast, and everything and nothing we want it to be. I just want to be 8 years old again, sometimes, with my Star Wars T-shirt, standing in line with my sister at the mall in Reseda, waiting to get my picture taken with Darth Vader. Man, fuck Santa Claus. 1:23 a.m. - 2001-08-13 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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