Friday, September 29, 2006

Tranq Out

I'm tired. Life is a challenge just to live. I have the choir in my ear with the evidence of Prester Bane before me. The Many-Armed-Knight stalks my late nights; I've given up on extended mornings. All I see are the products of my affliction: they are old. I'm taking the best way out: I'm taking tranquilizers. I can't stand being awake anymore.

Tranq Out

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