Free typing session #1. 5 minutes. Go!

Streets and lights and beautiful girls in front of them. running down the street but not chasing anything but a white rabbit through time. The watch is pulled from the pocket but the time is completely wrong. Back in pocket and scurry down the path toward the sunset. Now eclipsed but not entirely. Theres a sliver of the sun peeking out behind the huge moon. The africans in their huts enjoy the view better than anyone for you see, they have found the secret to happiness. Seclusion with people they love. Privacy. I cant get any privacy. Its difficult in large families to get that privacy that everyone needs. What do you do? How do you do? Good day to you sir. British people. I dont like their humour but I like adding extra u's to words like colour and humour. I like colours. I see them in things noone else does. Where they actualy arent, there really are but noone can tell but me. Its just a different view from my eyes I suppose. Your eyes might see something entirely different then mine but I might never actually know. How could I? My eyes are mine alone and yours are yours. What belongs to you doesnt belong to me at all unless you were to give it to me. dont ever let people borrow something when you know they wont give it back. It just might make you bitter. You might hold a grudge. Grunge. Metal is lame. Its for stoners and guys who need to feel super manly. Manly men are pretty lame anyway. Who can stand to be around one for longer than 10 seconds without beating him with a 2 by 4. 2 by 4s hurt my hands badly.

-Thats 5 minutes of typing as fast as I can whatever pops in my head. And they say girls are random. sheesh.

-So yeah I read that free writting sessions help reduce stress(key) and maybe unearth something you didnt know about yourself. I dont know about that last one but ok. If you see any deep psychological meaning to the above, feel free to drop a comment.

-Anyone have the Sandmans calling card? I could use sleep.

-Seriously though I dont expect you to read all that up there...

-Nighty-night blag

-Me