Soliloquoy #965
In category This Is Where I Pretend I Can Write! on 08 May 2006 @ 02:14 am
I like a few lines from this, so why not? May 25th, MMIV
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Sitting in chemistry and watching a movie I find myself disinterested, despite being the science girl I, so often, claim to be. The tables here are cold and black, like hypothermia at night. My hand hovers above the surface and a smoky dark reflection of it appears. A ghostly figure where, only at touch, does color show. And I wonder, is this what I see? No more than a cold black reflection of who/what I truly am? As today is not as good as yesterday I am more inclined to believe that what I see is, in fact, what I am.
I'm so cold.
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Sitting in chemistry and watching a movie I find myself disinterested, despite being the science girl I, so often, claim to be. The tables here are cold and black, like hypothermia at night. My hand hovers above the surface and a smoky dark reflection of it appears. A ghostly figure where, only at touch, does color show. And I wonder, is this what I see? No more than a cold black reflection of who/what I truly am? As today is not as good as yesterday I am more inclined to believe that what I see is, in fact, what I am.
I'm so cold.
