its been to long

i have just seen my life flash past for the past week. It has been like a train in a tunnel. You dont seem to remember where you have been for the last few minutes. In my mind, i dont know where iv been for the last few months. Of course physically iv been here, in a state of hunger. Hungry for passion. I seem to find some of it by sharing that energy with someone you love. I have the hunger to sometimes take that energy and use it to water my own selfish needs, and through my thirst for happiness i have found out that things around me seem to dry to a crisp. Mouth dry, and stomach churning. Feels like the sun is too hot, and a parched desert is the only sight in horizon

this where i stopeeed...all but one week ago. now on my first day off in a while, energy on a high, a new spirit is born. one that doesnt mind being challenged once a while. you see life and you expct chanllenges. most of us are never going to be uper rich or famous. it looks like theres a big abundance of those out there, but really, most people lie in the middle. average.

theres not much goin on in this mass of mess. each person trying in vain to be the "individual" that breaks away from the rusty chains. everyone with their own meaning for existence. everyone seeming to be more mportant than the other...

a very random blog this has been in total. iv looked back at what iv wrote, and it goes from talking about the usual mind numbing "i want to break free" (?) to the "why are the skys blue" to th "did you know that...."...

ok, the main elements could be about how much i love my work, having lived an illustrious lazy life before. technialy i am stil lazy. i still have no idea what i want to do, and i dont wish to find out either. minute you start thinking of big things lke hat, its better to then turn your mnd towards the next song on your mp3 player, or even better write a blog.

thuis week has been too long in terms of no writing. just theres been nothing to write about which would be on any interest. Yesterday was so exciting. I was talking to a friend of mine about our passions when we were young. She said she had none. Her life has just been from A to B to C. I had a passion or two, a random wannabe hotel manager, or even better a script writer. Both seem impossible now, and the Alchemist becomes a bit more understandable.

If any one has anything that needs writing, even if it a lyric for a baby shampoo, give me a go...

babys have lovely hair, shampoo can make it oh so fair, so wash it with Booboogaagaa, every baby should ask their Mothaaaaaa!!

(ofcourse use a well known pop star like Snoop doggy dog cos his hair is a symbol for us al!)