Pat Gunn (dachte) wrote,
Pat Gunn
dachte

What are the chances?

My niche in life is oddly shaped. It's a cave.What are the chances?I am lying in the place I work, rest in the dark.It is 4AM, Hedwig is playing, I'm writing into my diary.What are the chances?Software I write, email, netdiary, I create my tools.Unpacking the kawaii nekochan pieces of tangled perlas the rain beats down outside.What are the chances?That another person is in the next warehouse tomb,like methinking of the sunriseas they sing?

An acceptable companionwill never arise under a thousand suns,but then again, neither did I.

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