Thursday 5 March 2009

Twenty-one.

Hello, Emotion. When did you get here? I wish you'd stop sneaking in the back door, because you're really starting to bug me. Sometimes I think you've gone forever, and as soon as I start to accept that fact, you return like a long lost friend, or enemy. You never leave a note, telling me when you'll be back, and you never have any stories of your travels.

The fact of the matter, Emotion, is that I feel better without you.

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