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is it that look in your eyes, or is it this dancing juice?

you. what can I say?

like that moment when the sun comes out on the most gloomiest of days.
like the feeling when your day just works.
like that feeling of freedom when you just get into your car and drive.
like that first sip of coffee on a cold winter's morning.
or when your favourite song comes on the radio and you can't help but sing along.

I can live without the rest. I can't live without you. 


H.

if you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea, I'll sail the world to find you.



I tried, so very hard. Sometimes it doesn't make any difference, the world just fucks its self up on its own accord.

I don't do this poor thing very well. The anxiety, the unknown. I thought I was over this, I guess I was wrong.

You can count on me- I'll be there. 


H.

Good Evening Borders customers....

Well its done.

I mean I wasn't even there for that long, but it still seems to be overwhelmingly sad, and that has a lot to do with Borders' status of not only a shop, but almost a destination. And I suppose it is this unusual take on the retail experience that made it all it was, and led to its downfall too.

The co-workers will be missed. The books will be missed. Even (some of) the customers will be missed.





As the time now is 9:55 our store will be closing in just 5 minutes time. We kindly ask that you take any unwanted reading material to the information desks, and finalise any purchases at the registers located on the ground and lower-ground floors of our store. Thank-you for shopping at Borders Chadstone and for your shopping convenience we will reopen tomorrow morning at nine


H.

long fingers, and little ears like shells.

you have it all wrong.




H.

Competitive

I'm aware that that you shouldn't compare yourself to others, and use this comparison as a judge of how successful you or they are. We don't live in an ideal life, and so I do it anyway. This next part is going to offend most of you. Stop reading now.

So these comparison's I make, usually involve several insignificant markers as a gauge to how far you've progressed through life. Things like, not having your motor-vehicle license ( through not a lack of trying, but the lack of a will to get it), or even way back when, not having ever had a job. And I think, that's why I often come across (without meaning to, but acknowledge-ably so) somewhat superior. What it comes down to, is me judging the lack of motivation to progress. To see the opportunity waiting there, and not do anything about it. Actually, I think what I'm more getting at is independence.




but hey, this is my problem, not yours. I was never one to 'wait' anyway.


H.