I walk in the air, between the rain, through myself and back again. Where? I don't know.

Keeping Quiet

Sometimes things just aren't open for discussion with a large number of people. Sometimes you just have to work things out yourself, or in groups of two, three, or four. Sometimes it's just no one's business.
Sometimes you don't know how your brain is functioning.
Sometimes there are just five million and one things you have to think about.
Sometimes I'm just spinning my gears.
Anyway, I'm not posting, and I know that. Deal.

posted by Emma @ Friday, November 14, 2003