10:35 a.m. - 2008-11-06
really
it's funny how tangible the most beautiful things in life are. it doesn't take a genius to take advantage of that.

but when my memory fails me and i can't keep up with what makes me who i am,

like if i call myself a musician but don't play music,

or really understand why i should be a vegetarian but continue to eat meat,

or can't for the life of me remember a song that really touched me,

who am i? without that motivation and passion to feel whole....

well.

there are always

the falling leaves....

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