I woke up feeling happy.


I regained my inner narcisst.

from sheding the leeches



no it not concern me,

for I flitter around in my bubble. (see post on bubbles.)



I love bubbles..

my grandoise seclusion from the solopsistic woes

that befall the landscape.


Yet still today exists

my old nostalgia for my past childhood.

since I never partook in any interesting activities.


I dont know what is actually lost there.

Well today is just not present,

and tomorrow isnt within my grasp.

for my hands arent able to snatch

what doesnt have a physical essence.


I will sit and attend to the day it takes physical form.

then I may conquer that little bugger.





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