Thursday, March 25, 2010

J, the 11th letter of the alphabet.

When Pandora’s box was opened and misery began flowing out, what was left in the end?

That's right. It's despair.


Did I say I'd sleep earlier?
That bit seems to have gone down the drain.

I seem to be moving further and further away from the intended route.
And heading down an equally doomed one.
Ah well, doesn't matter.
Screw the routes, I'll just enjoy myself for a bit.