tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755457.post287579205231986721..comments2023-05-16T02:06:01.559-06:00Comments on Shrubbery...: Life, the Universe, &...deeolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15267972712353219314noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755457.post-60314797223245325272007-12-09T13:05:00.000-07:002007-12-09T13:05:00.000-07:00"something, something" sigh. The brain is the fir..."something, something" sigh. The brain is the first thing to go.Sparroweyehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06234944110874812577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755457.post-69617354344585769532007-12-08T09:45:00.000-07:002007-12-08T09:45:00.000-07:00But still, I love how you wrote long ago. Sure be...But still, I love how you wrote long ago. Sure beats what I wrote as a young woman. I would not even repeat it. Someone recently on my live journal reprinted a few scraps of her teen scribbles. And I sadly could remember a very dark and ridiculous line I wrote at age 18. "bitter nothings on a bed of sweet dispair"<BR/>I won't go on. What I hate, is that when I put someone on paper, remnants <BR/>are stuck in my brain material forever.Sparroweyehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06234944110874812577noreply@blogger.com