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Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Dont you sometimes have those days wherein everything just runs so smoothly almost so mysteriously perfect that God seems to be right there beside you? This day is one of them. These are the days when you just want everything to end so that nothing else can have the chance to ruin the rapture you so very much desire. These are the days when you go home with a big smile on your face and this unbelievable lightness in you heart. These days are what I want my whole life to consist of. Impossible. Yes. There must always be those malevolent demons that foster darkness within you, cursing you till kingdom come. It may be of my power to make the day right, but try as I may, the darkness is external.

Life has its ups and downs. There is no equilibrium. The downs are there for variety, I say to myself. Nothing can break me down.


                                                                                       Gen scribbled @ 2:18 PM

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