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4.2.10

Isn't life a series of images that change as they repeat themselves?

last days are always awkward. what do you say. do you pretend it's not happening? do you begin to say your goodbyes, or do you just stay happy to make the most of it? it was funny. we pretended things were normal, mostly. like the next morning he was going to wake up and go to school while i would pretend i was going to wake up, but really ... i would just end up pressing snooze on my alarm and mutter a sleepy "have a good day". then wake at a ridiculously late hour and wait until he got home. we would walk to dog and he would complain about school and i would point out that me, i had finished school forever. but that wasn't going to happen so sometimes we just sat with our legs hanging over the window sill and said "lets not talk about it".

There is more to life than simply increasing its speed.

by this time we had a secret handshake, including wiggling our fingers and clicking our fingers. we watched the neighbours dogs take leisurely strolls through five different yards and climbed the fence just because it was cool. some urinating in the bushes also took place but i decided the friendship wasn't ready for me to participate in this act.

Everyone will be famous, for fifteen minutes.

"just take the picture already", he said. "and then delete it afterwards". it's funny how people can be so many different things at once. i'll never completely figure this one out.

Excuse me while I light my spliff. Good god, I gotta take a lift.

the loyalty and the love and the pure excitement and immaturity between them is astounding. it's like they have their own little world and really, you know you will only ever to be able to watch from the outside. but you don't mind, because watching, you can't look away.

Why are our days numbered ... and not .. say, lettered?

we saw the sun for the first time in weeks and we revelled in it. our sickness grew but it wasn't important. computer games and soccer balls and lots and lots of uncoordination. and sun. that was our day. that was a good day.