Tuesday, December 05, 2006

 

12.04.06

Give me the time and the opportunity, and I will make it happen.

I will make an ocean of the sky.

And don't call her that.

You don't even know her.

Just ask.

Just tell me.

I might dislike you for it, might love you for it, might do or say things that I won't mean but in the end--

I will respect you for it-- for stating it.

Regardless of what I feel about you, my respect will go a long way.

This weekend was beyond fun.

I couldn't stop smiling-- even if saturday evening was a bit of a let down.

Though, it left much downtime for rumination.

That itch has come back and I'd rather that it hadn't.

Maybe it's doomed to be that way-- creativity at a price.

I hadn't written anything in a while.

You can't switch lanes without first taking a quick glance back.

Sometimes, it's a good thing to reminisce.

Even if you're at the point where it just seems like the same things restructured.

Docking out...
-Ryan : tied to infinity

Ryan posted this at 12:54 AM.