I've outgrown my own imagination and spent my youth on what was not yet needed.
Maybe an escape will steal from the present the little bits of the past i've left behind.
Here i'll be cheerful, imaginative and cheifly inconsistant. I might get gloomy though...
Hopefully untied to myself.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
I have an idea for a book:
Life, throughout death. A chain of events (though a thousand years) in which a begger's exists changed the future world as we know it.