“And now, an ending. Where there was once one, there are now two.”
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Jessica Smith
I knew it. As a poet once wrote, it was “all a dream we dreamed one afternoon, long ago.”
It was a pretty good dream though, lots of black and all sorts of ideas and crazy sh*t and even stuff that disappeared, just like the whole thing vanished right as I woke up.
It seemed, when I was dreaming it, that it would last forever. But already now it seems as gone as a popped bubble. G*d damn dreams . . . .
Whoa…snowblindness? This early in the season?
Actually, I kind of like the white. And you know, splitting can be as mitosis–just one more step toward creation.
Blog go boom!
i really like what you’ve done to the place. almost has a “flee my homeland” motif … enjoy the cleansing!
the prophecy!
thanks kids–
it was time to purge.
maureen, my feeling was “all gone!” in the same voice as “blog go boom!” but i couldn’t find a good sound file so i went with the lynch.
I feel as if you just cut off all your hair.
Very clean. Very nice.
I am glad i thought you were done and was super wrong