Walking in San Francisco...

...sometimes you don't need to look up to find neat or interesting things. Sometimes you look down:




I suppose this would be a good way to constantly remind your roommate that the rent is due...

40: Mess of Words

Sometimes I hid in the corner of the school library,
notebook in hand, watching those around me
oblivious to my vigilance, ignoring my observance
as I wrote what needed saying at that moment.

It's not as if I hated them with a passion,
more that they frustrated the hell out of me
because their actions and words made no sense at all
I couldn't understand how they lived their lives

They never explained themselves, they just acted,
reacted and called it whatever they felt like calling it
Nothing more than surface tension, it seemed
When I saw everything that was hidden down below

And now we're two decades older than that, maybe more
They have their ways, I have mine, we have ours
And with our social networks we hear all the words
even the words we shouldn't be saying aloud

I still have my notebooks in hand, watching the world
As it displays itself to me, endlessly updating
And sometimes I wish I was still there in that library,
Quietly watching those ten or twelve people instead.

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You know, for a planless weekend...

...I got a hell of a lot done.

--1600+ words for Walk in Silence
--poem on my Dreamwidth account
--dropped off e-recycling (old computer and other electronics at recycling center)
--picked up new receiver for TV
--walked a few miles
--laundry and trash

Not that I'm complaining... ;)

Stolen from emilytheslayer

Absolutely effin' brilliant. XD