Liquid Etchings
Sunday, January 30, 2005
I wanna ride down over Mulholland
I wanna write her name in the sky.
I wanna free fall out into nothing.
I wanna leave this world for a while

Tom Petty, "Free Fallin'"
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Sometime after I found myself staring at chicks through my new Arnette's at a Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf in Manhattan Beach, I was overcome by the notion that I had to tell someone where I was. But I instantly realized that that was not necessarily the case, and I continued to enjoy my caramel latte for thong-based reasons.
Etched by Ron / 1/30/2005 06:15:00 PM |
There exists a version
of myself that chose wisely, that saved the day, that won, that got it right. I am his approximation. I've rounded down.
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It's hard for the crowd to give ear to the anguish of a soul slowly fading