Friday, December 2, 2011

Feel ings

I don't know how it happens
It just kind of happens
I wake up and have a choice
This week I decided to see what it was like to be different
I went through each day living for the weekend.
The week passed in a blur
I could not remember what I had done specifically each day other than some highlighted facts, but could not really remember what day they happened on
I have decided that living for each day is much better
Living for the weekend requires the weekend just to recuperate and go back and do it again.
No thanks
I live each day as if it were my last
I don't know why the other seemed like such a good idea in high school.
Oh I renember, I was stupid.

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