December 21st, 2008
The Chilling Season
Slept sandwiched between two snoring and hacking Japanese men, their mucus making a serpentine course through my slumber, during a twelve hour bus-ride back from Tokyo.
I am exhausted, but I am also filled with wonder.
I’ll wring myself out and give you the nice parts in a bit.
Happy Holidays,
-C
December 22nd, 2008 at 2:24 pm
Yeah, i know what’cha mean. . . are we just monkeys who were blessed by “Intelligence” or is there really a god. idk… its the stuff that keeps ya’ up at night. ya know?
December 23rd, 2008 at 9:48 am
For me it’s the stuff that i dream about… sometimes. Well, i’d like if ghosts would just stop hiding, or maybe they don’t even know they’re ghosts, like in that movie, “The Others”. That was a good film.
December 23rd, 2008 at 1:22 pm
i think ghots are sort of stuck between this world and the next in some some sort of limbo as it where. we can see them only for a short time when theere is a weakness between the worlds or maybe ghost are just some sort of enegrey left behind when we die
December 25th, 2008 at 8:35 pm
Or maybe it’s like in Bleach! (i would explain but i have other things to do so I’ll do it tomorrow or maybe later)