Wednesday, January 10, 2007

death in the afternoon

Today, I imagined myself telling the drama teacher that I had just attempted to kill myself. And pulled out at the last second because the sweetness of the poison interfered with my metaphysical notion of death.

As mood elevators go, it wasn't bad.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

where have you gone.
you are missed.

Sarem said...

lol.

S. said...

sarem: what you doing here!

rahul: where? :(

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