Life in Moo Town
Wednesday, May 19, 2004
  To everything, turn, turn, turn.

There is a season, turn, turn, turn.

But what happens when you miss the season? When your life is not in sync, when time is out of joint? (Yes that was intended as a Hamlet reference) It's as if events are occuring, the world keeps turning, but I'm standing in place. Frozen. I just watch time tick by. My actions leave no trace. There will be nothing to mark my passing. Staring in glassy-eyed, mute horror.

A man out of time.   12:34 AM
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Curious? Then read on. If not go watch TV or find some other way to rot your brain :-P

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