The Book of Ashes
Legend in his own mind, creator of all you see here, he walks this Earth on the path of the becoming.
On Wednesday, 5, April 2006 Ashes wrote...
Out of time... 7:17PM
A flake of concious thought drifts your way, the first in may a day. No one knows what anyone is up to. Psykx has broken his thumb. Deanne is back in Wellington. Crispy is up-to-date. The Sify one is laying low. Wellington is quiet. I find these days I have little time. Everything is taken up doing nothing. I spend less time with friends and the years flicker by. I am 30 soon. So long as I have younger friends I shall prevail :) It is an easy illusion and not one I seek. I have already begun the initiation and I consider myself already there. There has been an upgrade in the work-place. My monitor has been replaced with a nice flat LCD screen. My resolution has been upped to 1280x1024. This is good, alreay mine eyes feel less pain from the searing, flickering cathode ray tube. All is good and the extra screen realestate is most welcome (I was on 1024x764).
Now this brother of mine has signed me up for a run on Sunday. Before I can reply to the email, everyone is meeting at my place. Before I can confirm my keeness, I am the point of departure. Now I am left choiceless. A throwaway piece of meat. Never-the-less I shall run, all the while wondering what the other savants are up too...