Crackpot philosophy
September 11, 2002 @ 8:43 p.m.
I don't think I can talk about September 11th much more. I remember where I was, and what happened. But I can't talk about it anymore. There's just too much hype, and too much sorrow, too much commercialism, and too much "I miss you's."
Where does heroism come from? Why does it occur? I'm too tired to answer these questions, I've been up far too long.
Talking to Matt now, nothing special. Just wondering how I went so long without speaking to him. His hesitant responses are like chocolate to me -- I forgot how much I had craved them. Too much I depend on other people. I have a feeling it will rule me for a while.
The designs have popped into my head for the design site that M and I have created. There are four of them. I don't know if they will actually work. All just theoretical.
Isn't that life, though?
Ugh. Crackpot philosophy is not good. I should seriously leave that to the experts.
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