:: Sunday, October 06, 2002 ::

"Time in-between was just a dream... did we leave this place?" (Live)

I have never seen such incessant lightening before -- eerie flashes, tumbling over each other, the display of a Master Technician who is dangerous and wild and good. I won't be playing in the rain tonight.
Confessions of a weary college student:
This weekend, I filled the last page of my 21st journal. I took long naps and slept short nights. I forgot to eat. I checked my e-mail 4,972 times too often. I stopped analyzing. I tried on a new perspective and discovered things about last summer. I smiled. I got to wear a very special bracelet. I walked the loop. I learned that I can't make it one week without John. I didn't check my CPO. I had butter-pecan ice cream and conversation that made no sense. I remembered. I kissed a friend's bruise to make it better. I forgot to breathe too. I went to church. I rediscovered laughter. I cried. I didn't do my homework. I tried to believe that I am myself. I failed.

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