Showing posts with label it's sort of happy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label it's sort of happy. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Happy Christmas, Harry






It's like an empty feeling, a really big and empty feeling. Imagine a hole in the ground, like a trap, with a picnic cloth spread over it. And waiting for someone to walk by and (perhaps hoping for a picnic) stumble onto the cloth and into the hole and feeling up that empty feeling. When in reality it's still merely a hole with a person in it.

People take up space and make each other feel less empty.

I don't think that's a bad thing, as long as you know a lot of people. Or if you take up a lot of space inside the emptiness of someone else.


Oh bother.