Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Last night I watched a series of ghost stories with my sister. Then half the 1st season of Lost. At the end of the night I retired to her room, and boy, I had a good ass sleep. Even though the pillow in her room was big and fluffy.

Just when I thought I was going to sleep tonight. Lights off, and blanket pulled up, I frightened myself, and decided to turn the computer back on. Irrational, isn't it?

Some people say your mind goes crazy thinking of the supernatural because there is something else bothering your mind. I think it's all sorts of things. Sometimes psychological/emotional, sometimes the creepy. When it's a psyche thing, I think that deep inside, most of us know what it is, though we express this frustration as something else-- or something completely unrelated.

I watched a lot of movies this weekend. And ate a lot. That's it. =]




The Second Wife

A breeze stirs banana leaves
Behind the house
You are crazy about your second wife
And neglect our children
And the children, well
With one on each arm
How should I draw the water
Or rinse the rice?

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