later

sometimes i write and entry or two that has some kinda of sense of meaning that makes me want to add it to the list of links on the right side of this blog and sometimes, nada... maybe i am referring to the last one, or maybe one earlier in the week, or tomorrow, even...

meanwhile, later on, the foolish wisdom of this life i loosely live and call (loosely, mind you) mine continues and it's so much the same with a little sprinkle of difference injected into each day... and night... and the sharing is fun, even if i'm not in love (and don't forget it, or something like that) and i still know i need to be in love, as much as i need, so i am, even alone...

it makes sense if you understand...