Saturday, September 1, 2012

pool surprise

last nights dream had me trying to go to the restroom on a toilet in a pool full of people playing water polo.  awkward.  how would that work?  a toilet in the pool.

love

love.  what is it good for? absolutely nothing.  it's good for making one think they are special and awesome and beautiful and smart...only to have those things smashed  to pieces when it's over.  Why do the things that make love end pop up so abruptly? Why is it always so ugly?

Love is good for making one ask questions that seem to have no answer.  There is no point anyway.  Once it's over it is over.  It should be over.  You can do better.  I've heard that before.  All that time wasted.  That's the infuriating part.  We should've cut to the chase.  Don't try to make it work.  Work is work.  I wasn't being paid.