I don't even recall what has happened the last few days/weeks. That's what's so terrible about my memory: selective memory, and as I don't do much per day, my selection goes to blank. Even my romance with my journal has been afflicted; the last time I touched that book is not even re-collective.
My break will be quite complete and busy. Firstly mum is coming down to Melbourne for a total of 14 days; then Sydney for max 1 week, Great Ocean Road trip for a few days and random day trips as fillers. On top of that, keep up with rent, my potential forensic research and dealing with the sadness of friends returning back to their home.
If this keeps going, I wonder if one day I'll develop a disorder where no relationship can last longer than a 6 month period. After that threshold I will most likely experience withdrawal symptoms, and what else?
I think I'll call it the Exchange Syndrome.
Anyway, for sore eyes..........
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I've got you under my skin
I've got you deep in the heart of me
So deep in my heart, that you're really a part of me
I've got you under my skin
I've tried so not to give in
I've said to myself this affair never gonna swing so well
So why should I try to resist, when baby will I know damn well
That I've got you under my skin
I'd sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night
And repeats, repeats in my ear
Don't you know little fool, you'll never win
Why not use your mentality, come on step up to reality
But each time I do, just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
'Cause I've got you under my skin
"Someone who thinks you're cool even when you're at your scariest?"
Why, I would like to say thanks, but I don't know who you are.
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