walk along darkened corridors
Zoe wrote an entry on writing, and I've been ruminating. About that and many things all jumbled and confused like my mind is.
I blame the English major for the demise of my desire to write and be a writer. Maybe I'm right. I don't know.
Either way I've been avoiding it; hiding behind crude visual arts and spoken word.
FIN. 1:27 a.m., Monday, Feb. 05, 2007