Now I feel bad for writing that caustic email. Oh well. You were angry when you wrote it, even though you took an hour to write it. Hope he writes back. I'm such a loser.
Right, now I am extremely disappointed with myself. My life is a shambles and all I do is make it worse. Sitting here, reading stuff and having no exercise.
Losing my life and my opportunities. Have no clue what to do. It's always the same, though isn't it. I have a quest, only they forgot to give me a map. And I haven't the intuition or imagination to figure it out by myself.
The lyrics of a Simon & Garfunkel song are so nice. I haven't heard the song yet.
I Am A Rock
A winter's day
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
Don't talk of love,
Well, I've heard the word before.
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.
All right, enough of my stupid, pathetic whinging. I am going out tomorrow and have a long walk and romance some cute animals on the way, preferably a few cats.
Right, now I am extremely disappointed with myself. My life is a shambles and all I do is make it worse. Sitting here, reading stuff and having no exercise.
Losing my life and my opportunities. Have no clue what to do. It's always the same, though isn't it. I have a quest, only they forgot to give me a map. And I haven't the intuition or imagination to figure it out by myself.
The lyrics of a Simon & Garfunkel song are so nice. I haven't heard the song yet.
I Am A Rock
A winter's day
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
Don't talk of love,
Well, I've heard the word before.
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.
All right, enough of my stupid, pathetic whinging. I am going out tomorrow and have a long walk and romance some cute animals on the way, preferably a few cats.
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