Monday, January 09, 2006

its a strange feeling of disconnection.as if the voice in her head can't reach her tongue.or her fingers .
the lines have somehow snapped.so that no matter what she writes,or says,it seems forced.and alien.andthe voice always disagrees.

the rest of the times,its like being in a play.just sit back and enjoy.
watch the pompous ass swell up with pride at saccharine flattery.
watch the otherwise levelheaded college student reduced to a bashfultongue tied wimp.
laugh out loud when she identifies with and is teary-eyed at corny love ballads.
smile conspiratorially, when she doesnt get the joke,which is onher.

there is just so much to smile about these days.

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