Saturday, January 9, 2010


I, I, I went to Tokyo, only in my dreams because they're all I know.

I don't understand why the US doesn't have a presumed consent policy for organ donation. Social contract, yo. It just makes sense. It wouldn't solve the tremendous shortage, to be sure, but in this instance one can honestly say that every little bit helps.

I'm so tired of being not enough. I should like to be what I'm supposed to be, I'd like to live like a "new creation" and I can't, or, I'm not, and I'm weary of making the same mistakes again. And again. And again. "Our matchless Father comes to us, and He says, 'Do you love me?'"

I think it's funny that Google brags about how quickly the search was generated. Also, Google is genuinely starting to worry on me. I'm realizing how much of my life is saved in their servers, and how many intangible shreds of data would disappear if they crashed. Of course, when the world ends, it won't matter.

And life goes on, but it's hard to remember that, because at some times you feel more alive than at others.

Oh, I feel so sad and simple when the day is gone . . .


QueenOfLillyFlowers said...

I. Like.

Art said...

I feel like I understand you better because of this post.

I don't know if it's fair to say "I sympathize" in this context, so I guess I'll say that I feel sympathized with.

Everyone's personal world is deeper than it looks, I guess.