Monday, July 30, 2007

:: rarely me

If you can close your eyes while listening to The Scientist, and imagine what it would be like to have your own airport ending then you know exactly how I feel tonight. I fear that is the best that I can give at the moment - though I firmly believe that the experience is far greater than any witty phrases constructed by yours truly.

I drove through the pouring rain for an hour today.
At some point it doesn't feel real and I'm waiting for the beginning.

Something big is coming. Can you feel it? I've been sensing it for years. It's nights like these that awaken me to the reality of it all - incidentally, it removes my ability to articulate my thoughts as well.

Watch Wicker Park. If you fall in love with the ending, then you can relate to me on this oddest of nights.

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