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.: Sunday, March 14, 2004 :.
It's the surprises.
It's the surprises that make life worth living.
It's the surprises that make life its own kind of hell.
It's the surprises that make good things great.
It's the surprises on which we hope and we dwell.
I can't tell you what will happen tommorow with any kind of confidence. You may tell me that the sun will rise, and eventually set, but thats no guaruntee. An infinite number of things could occur between me writing this and that time which would cause the sun not to rise.
Theres this sense in the human mind that certain things are reliable, don't change. Everything changes in form, everything is always changing. In order to even realize that what we think may be constant may not be, we have to stray away from common sense, and look at things differently. We have to go just a little crazy.
Crazy's a place I've been, Crazy's a place we all go. Some people go there more then others, some people realize when they're there, some people don't.
I'm just a little crazy, but thats the way I like it.
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