Monday, November 21, 2005

Letter to self

Dear Self

I have noticed whilst perusing your pages that you keep writing to me. Reminding me of things. Do you know me self? I think that you do, just a little. Sometimes you feel whole. Sometimes not. A moment comes and you feel the flesh of a firm, hard, he and sometimes a wisp floats by and catches your eye that is, she.

Who says that one cannot hold a firm, hard whisper or touch a wispy, soft, flesh.

Who decides the rules self?

Is it you, or is it me?

Note from self to you: this is my 100th post. Join me as I party like it's 1999.

1 comment:

Stef said...

Happy 100th post!

Um, that video on the side of the screen is making it very hard to read the text to the side of it...