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Thursday, April 01, 2004

Falling in Love is hard on the needs

Love, mutual love, true love, have you ever tried it? When you say: "I love you", do you know that you don't really need to say it? Does she know that you love her? I'm still open to the idea of the relationship built on love, I'm still open to the idea that your soulmate is alive and well, you're just not keeping your eyes open through your journey of life. Funny how others think that is a total pipe-dream. If you stop looking for Mrs. Right, you won't find them.

Get out the car, talk a walk around, smell the flowers bud. Yes, that is sunlight beaming down on you, it warms you up from the inside. Thats where I'll find you, warming under the rays. You'll be carefree, dressed for you. You're somteimes a dirty driver through life, you push others off the road and then feel terrible afterwards, stopping the car and turning around, just to make sure your hapless victim is OK under the circumstances. Most of the time though, you're patient, stopping to let the wild-life cross the road, admiring the innocent beauty. You enjoy the ride through life, as it defines you. You can't stand the BMW's and Porches of the road, how can people be so vain and arrogant! They're always driving in the emergency lane too, "That part of the road has a purpose you selfish prick." you mutter to yourself. When you pull over, you can't help but notice how fast these people drive! What the hell is their hurry. You hardly see anyone stopped by the side of the road when you're travelling, its weird that way. Life is a choice of roads, sometimes the route plan is made up far in advance, other times congestion in the roads or convenience dictates your choice of Bi-way. I wonder where that puts a traffic cop? Mom, I never knew you were a Spietkop! *gasp* What about road construction or alterations? What about traffic lights and pavements? What happens when you run a red-light? Where do all these roads go...

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