two minutes
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Yuri is waiting.
Hikari says midnight is not going to postpone itself for my weblog.
Erick agrees, which is rich coming from somebody who is never on time.
There is music downstairs.
The Splinder page will still be here tomorrow.
So will I.
2003 can wait two minutes.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.