Monday, January 11, 2010

Black Hole



Thoughts have been black holed - whatever that means. Why care. What's the point anyway. Whatever is done today, will be undone tomorrow.

And its time to button up, too. Not that I blame anyone. Just the price of being me.

Just need a room with no window and a bed where I can lay in peace and pull the sheets over my head. And disappear.

5 comments:

Beauty and the BEast said...

Dont lock em up so tight that when you finally want to free them, you cant break the lock...

The Sage said...

wanna disappear??? really???

and i thought that the leh trip might see you at your effervescent best...

ananya chatterjee said...

disappear......dnt we all wish to do that sumtym

Shoe Girl said...

Take a Hiatus .... sleep over thoughts... coz tmrw is always better...always:)

btw... saw this amazing stationery shop the other day...fell in love with a wooden artist box with built in easel.. starting a new painting is just wht doc wud prescribe:)

Anonymous said...

black hole...sigh..I hate that state of being...
-Khamakha