Friday, April 18, 2008

Uphill in the wind and rain on a bike or on crutches are the same. Either way you have no hands to sweep the hair from your face or wipe the rain on your glasses. I wish my entire body were in a cast. Make me a barrier against this place? I hope by taking less breaths, you guys will have more. No strength within, no strength without. I'm so detached it really seems like the world is spinning so fast it's in a blur, while my life is stagnant. - catches breath- But really it's just mental retardation. As a tourist, I've travelled the outside world. As a missionary, maybe i'll travel the inside. I'm sorry, it's just the time of the night, when I'm about to sleep and thinking where to go.