i find it remarkable. not the sleep, not the fact that it's 3:30 in the morning and i am not tired. but life.
life is remarkable.
how much pleasure can i get from seeing a beautiful woman laying in suede on suede?
as much as i can take, and i'll take all i can.
the simple pleasure in spending an evening with a friend.
or seeing deer in the front yard.
these things i'll take with bliss.
i will apreciate them, now and later.
but with each passing moment, i'll appreciate them later.
later.
there's always time isn't there?
until it runs out.
the question?
when is later too late?
when you're dead, or before that?
is it when you've seen the opportunity pass to whisper sweet words of appreciation to a beautiful woman and steal a kiss, slip through your fingers like water?
is that when it's too late?
how many second chances do we get, when in reality the first chance was the only one?
the curse of the procrastinator is that the end is never in sight, it'll always be later, or he'll be watching it go past like fence posts on a train.
it's amazing though, how the thought of a beautiful woman makes my heart bleed desire and my soul weep for something i can't have.
life's just amazing.
posted by F.G. Shaw @ 3:23 AM
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