Tuesday, March 22, 2005

I know you know, I see you smiling at me

Don't go dead on me
I need you here to breathe
to hold me when I cry
to ease me when I bleed

Giving up Tekken was a hard thing to do, but I'm glad to see her so happy about her costumes and everything.

There's something about skating, and being on the ice, that threatens to isolate you, despite the number of people around you. I'm usually pretty spacey, but being on the ice just amplifies it. Maybe it's the repetitive motion, but I always want to reflect like the surface below me.

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