Wednesday, February 15, 2006

A letter from the battlefield...

How to fight loneliness:
Smile all the time
Shine you teeth til meaningless
Sharpen them with lies
And whatevers going down
Will follow you around
That's how you fight loneliness
You laugh at every joke
Drag your blanket blindly
Fill your heart with smoke
And the first thing that you want
Will be the last thing you ever need
That's how you fight it
--Wilco, "How to Fight Loneliness"


I'm sick of combat. My scimitar is far to heavy. Heather tells me it's okay to be sad. I wish I could believe her more.

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