Running Through My Mind Friday, November 15, 2002
So what is this that I feel? Is is fake, or is it real? What happens when running doesn't get you anywhere except worn out? We often try to figure out where we are heading, but try to get there before we know where that is. I often want to ask people how to get to where they are going. I am sure they don't have the answer either. So I will keep on running, and keep on getting no where. I am sure you will keep on running too, except it will be in the opposite direction as me. That is what always happens. I run and run and run while the rest of the world runs past me running in the opposite direction. However, I never stop and turn around. I always assume that my way is the right way, and we all know that I am not always right.
Keep on reading, while I keep on writing.
Keep on begging, while I keep on supplying.
Keep on loving, while I keep on crying.
Keep on breathing, while I keep on dying.
I think of myself as the running sleeper. Who are you that I speak to? Are you a shadow? Are you superman? Is your name Dwane Black? Or are you just Key, or i vetem? Maybe you are all hakuna
I still miss him terribly.
Enough said.
Her
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jl 12/10/2002 11:43:42 PM
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