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Now Playing: Mozart's Pachabel Canon in D

Well, the weather has really gone mental, and I thought Melbourne had mad weather, Perth has got like 4 seasons in a second going on at the moment.

I know I have something to write at the moment but my mind just can't eem to get around to it. It's got to do with choices, chances and regrets for those i can think of at the mean time. Phrasing it into sentences, prargraphs would take some doing but I think I'm getting around to it.

Why his reflective state you might ask? Well, I guess it be the weather for one tging, procrastinating another, and also what poeple ay to you.

This is no ego trupping session but I sincerely appreciate being appreciated. I gues it would be in my natural pessimitic view that I would ee it as I'm alway takn adventage, being tossed aside when something fresh comes along. Maybe it's the scars fomr the pat coming back, to be tugged along again.

At times when I'm here I do feel like it's secondary chool, but I guess back then it be all about conformity and not being yourself. And yet, you keep saying to yourself just that, but still you'd still want to humble yourslef to such mere mortals.

Arrogance is of now, humility would be permanent.

I'll leave it at that.