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i remember a friend and i were at the lookout spot in our area. you know what i’m talking about. every neighborhood has one. it’s the spot that everyone knows but no one tells, where the sun sets behind urban silhouettes. it’s the spot, the sacred spot where dreams are wished upon and futures are seen and pasts are forgotten and remembered all at the same time. we sat on the hills, our feet snug in half-pipe drains and looked at the skyline. the...

Looks like my inspiration has once more ran aground. Wonder how long it will be before i write again. Week, months perhaps...

Last summer I put up a forum topic about a film that I'd seen. It was a documentary about a singer/songwriter called Rodriguez. It was called " Searching for Sugar Man". I couldn't give it enough praise. I thought it was brilliant. Last month it won a Bafta for best Documentary film and last weekend it won the Oscar in the same category. It's a true story of Rodriguez. In 1970 he recorded an album in Detroit, it may have sold six copies. But one...

One day i hope to meet someone who will share with me a true story of love without sorrow.

I wish i could tell you of how i really feel about you, and how every time i see you, i can barely hold back the desire to take you into my arms, kiss you and never let go. Every time we talk, and laugh, every time we are together, those unintentional physical contacts, like your hand brushing a against my arm, when our fingers touch as i pass you your cup of coffee, and those intentional ones, yet still innocent, as i smooth back a stray strand...

If dreams and wishes were horses, no poor man would ever have to walk.

Well, Rio came third. Thats two runs and two thirds. Very pleased as he was up against strong competition and ran on well. He needs a longer trip as he looks an out and out stayer. So will run him over a longer distance next time. Great day!

The gods have been kind and the rain has stopped falling. Todays meeting at Sandown goes ahead. Rio is in the first race at 1.20. Only seven in the field and I expect him to be around 8-1. Third or fourth favourite. Its only his second race and he's up against very strong opposition. So all we want is a good run from him and to come home safe. That said, we would love him to win! COME ON RIO!

I wish for the darkness of day/night to descend. It's like a cloak I can wear over my sadness. During the day, if it is very bright like now when the air reflects the light of the snow I wish for it to grow dark because that is the mood I am in- too much brightness and I am reminded of how my unhappiness doesn't match the daylight. I don't feel this way every day and when I am happy then I am truly happy. So I know what happiness is. Not...

More than often I'm frightened of old age. I know I am getting there. Certain daily occurrences, as trivial as they may seem, are quite strenuous to perform. I see the laundry van drive by my house, I see people walking past with zimmerframes, I see some with walking sticks or a crutch to lean on. I live in a neighbourhood with many old age pensioners. I know what it's like to have nothing to do a lot of the time and to have too many thoughts...