i consider the fact of meeting you here +
considering the idea that i will probably
look as strange & weird to you
tonight
as i did then, in high school
sitting at a table alone
mp3 player replacing the walkman
cappuccino in exchange of pop
but ever present notebook
ever present scribbler that i am
silent and unaware
only one thing changed-now i don't care.
Thursday, November 08, 2007
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oh. i. love. this.
(and because of your message, i get another layer of meaning too)
it feels like an anthem of sorts...
this brought a huge smile to my face while i nodded by head in understanding...
i so love this ... so very much ... beautiful ...
those last 4 words!!! what a punch!
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