Time passes so fast and thoughts even more rapidly before your eyes and inside your mind that all you are left with are vague images that you cannot be bothered to focus on. That is not a bad thing. Would you rather screen the travesty that your life is on the big screen or let it pass by in blurred pictures in an album that has mold inside the plastic casings, unsafely thrown away in some garbage dump. The latter, for better or worse, sounds like a better deal. Unless you find a time machine that can let you go back with a magnifying lens to find that one tiny little detail that can change your life for the best.

Okay, just forget what I said. I want a ride on a Batmobile. A time machine and changing my life can wait.
1 comment:
ur back! good.. i have nooo idea wat ur post was bout.. but u shud probably post stuff that you write bout in the mag.. or go back to writing funny incidents.. write bout the weddin.. ! whatever it is.. just keep writing..
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