four days later

and what do i find, it's still empty... imagine that, the box does not fill itself with words... somehow, there is something profound in the thought these words are attempting to convey, but there is less impetus to continue delving into is and more impetus to laugh and continue wherever the words might lead... the babbling paused, as you may have noticed if you arrive here during the four day pause, but then, after tonight, there may be little sign of the pause other than this mention and any other mention there might be along the way... it's not as if nothing has been written, for there have been entries most every day in thereal as promised (well, i think i promised myself) and somewhere along the way i found reason to smile # 742,899 (and further linkages)...

looking for something
something to share
looking for someone
someone to share

the words are so simple
here in my mind
so why is this something
so hard to find

ah, the fatigue is strong in this one tonight... and yet, the compulsion to write, to share, to reach out and shout i am here i am here i am here just one more time, just in case the one happens to be passing through within shouting distance tonight...

torn between the physical craving for sleep and the mental craving to share... both of which have the mirror, a physical craving to share component and a mental craving for sleep, but the former pair are the dominant forces within this one tonight...

and with one last gasp of blurt babble, i give in to sleep, and what dreams may come...

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...