I have a hunger that no food can satisfy. I have a thirst that no amount of water could quench. I have a yearning that can only be fiilled by one thing. Knowledge of that which is unknown. Forbidden truths and secret lies. What is hidden must come to light. Time both covers and uncovers all.
Why do I not remember writing this? Especially as early as 10:26am?
ReplyDeleteIn fact, why does August seem like a blur???
ReplyDeleteI've always considered August a transition month. A summer dies away as we approach the downward slope of what's left of the year. Time has always frightened me in the strangest of ways. Nostalgia makes me sick, but it's a motivator. A motivator for change, no? Send me a message sometime. Sooner rather than later.
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