But whilst I sleep, I ponder

I shall be gone and I shall sleep beneath your toes. But whilst I sleep, I ponder-

shall my sacrifice be for naught?

part of something i am writing... but what? i shall not tell you. its from the fish story. (alina, issac and there is now a complicated half formulated love pentagon-ish.) and thats pretty much it. i dont feel like blogging, much.

today while riding my bike, i got this feeling of weakness. not phisically, but like i couldnt find the strength to get back up. it was scary. im going to go now, bloggies. have fun, be safe, stay away from scary people... ttfn.