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October 31, 2006
Story of my life
I hear my self saying the same phrases in my head - a lot - and at peculiar moments.
One of the common ones is "This is the story of my life".
After peering into the work-fridge this morning to find yet another punnet of mouldy strawberries and decaying fruit, the statement entered my mind yet again.
Is it the self-promise of good health ignored in favour of other desires?
Half baked ideas that went stale through laziness and distraction?
Wasted opportunities that haunt me?
I dip into disappointment as I throw these old fruits away... and wonder if it will ever change.
[current mood] Bit moodless today
Posted by nat at October 31, 2006 10:27 AM
Comments
Hee hee.
For me it's "Is this really the way it's going to end?"
With fruit in particular.
X Fee
Posted by: Fee at October 31, 2006 9:16 PM
I know the situation well.
I'm forever cleaning out veges and fruit i never end up eating. I partially blame the Subway in East Perth thats open when I finish work at 11pm :P
Posted by: Keg at November 3, 2006 1:33 AM
