Summer, 2000.

Never was a small town
kind of girl,
and every place seemed
too reduced
for her taste.

Yet, she knew nothing else,
nowhere else to go
but her fantasies of slumber.
She was complelled to fit
into the place she was born.

She enrolled in the school
of the basic and unimportant,
to learn how to see herself
as the mere commoner cell she was
and could not change.

She covered her face
with a veil of mediocrity,
closed her eyes and
stretched her hands.
She started wandering
and crashing against
dozens of corpses just like her.

She was one now;
one with them,
with no one.
She was a succesful
nobody.

She was compelled to fit.

Quotes of the week

"I once ate a Danish with no hands for 5 dollars."
Overheard at a financial institution packed with extremely smart stockbrokers.

"Would you still love me if I had 6 toes?"
"Yes, I'd love you even more."
'Would you suck on them?"
"Yes; especially on the 6th one."
From normal conversations of a couple of newlyweds.

'"I'm a porkchop!"
A PMS'ing woman.