Sunday, November 27, 2005

a conundrum of sorts.


tell me about it.


*packs stuff to run off to the island.The last stronghold for his sanity in the face of countless changes.He cant cope. its hard. he just wants to run away from it all and continue on running. The fears gripping in its prickly grasp, he wonders but no answers befall. He concludes that the island is the best palce to be. Hiding in his solitary comforts.

jonny`
+ 11/27/2005 01:46:00 pm