Friday, April 07, 2006
I sit and wait
Does an angel contemplate my fate?
And do they know
The places where we go
When we're grey and old?
feel old feel old.
reality struck a year ago when i realised the brunt of being denied the priviledge of being young and inexperienced in a school team and was kicked out into the open seas of the adult world. some things that you don't grab at 18 grow farther and farther out of reach. the glove and ball sit lonely under the cabinet.
realised on the bus ride back from cambridge why i always feel like i don't have much time left. cos i essentially have been counting marriage as like the end of life. haha
anyhow can't study. too many issues hanging over my head. want to help but i'm too far away. doesn't seem right to provide nothing more than money. mails unreplied. don't want to keep making the same mistakes. but maybe i shoud stop imposing my expectations of efficiency on others.
I would walk
500 miles;1:20 am
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