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Why?

Why the dickens, not? 

Friday, May 06, 2005

void *

The minds. The minds haven't changed. No stimulation. No frontiers breached. No connections made. The room is almost empty. It's good that way. It'll be better when its completely empty. A total vacuum. A vacuum... There are people who are missed. Virtual people.

I feel empty, or more precisely, hungry. To run barefoot on the sandy beaches, the salt in my lungs, the sun in my face and the wind in my hair. Ahhhh..., and I do have the hair for it, don't I. A jog on the beach. A book and tea by the poolside. A daily routine. To wind down. Defragment. Context Switch. To go meta-stable.

Clocking up the virtual miles. I'm still hungry...

urped by gumz @ 7:04 PM


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