'cos your so auto-de-blu

it's true. look how they shine for you. suddenly i see, that's what i wan't to be. you can see she's a beautiful girl... she's a beautiful girl; everything around her is a silver pool of light.

i was thinking along the lines of 'purple dash' but i'm more of an 'auto-de-blu'. tired and worn out i'm writing on a day that brought no inspiration. i have become a work-a-holic. my only entertainment is the walk home, occasionally bumping into people i know. my newly acquired philosophy has deleted stress from the dictionary. 'stress' is there only if you leave room for it. once it's removed, things become manageable. they're still difficult, but they're getting done. this sort of attitude comes by when you know there's nothing left to lose.

as far as philosophies go, i used to rule the world. many worlds. i've seen them crumble and shatter before me. there's no lost meaning, because there was nothing meant. there's no lost feeling, because there was nothing felt. when 'things' begin to lose their value, is when you are at your best.

i say goodnight and go,
amelie