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26th September 2002

7:25am: quickly I must go and learn my math.
When I walk to school in the dark and in the cold.
I dream of things with you.
Dream of how we would meet.
Dream of what I would say.
Falling.
How silly I am.
What a girl.


I would like to fly out the window.


I spent my night and early morning reading the Crucible. AH.
3:25pm: finally, this sorbet has touched my lips, and I am full of joy.
Jane.
Sweet Jane.
I set you free.
Fly away from me.
Go.
I want you to.
I am letting you go.



I walk alone again.
But I am not afraid.
Because my mind tells me I can hold your hand.




Does anyone have something to tell me that they are holding back?
Don't hold back.
I want to know.
Current Mood: antsy/alone
7:33pm: I said cowboy take me away. I just realized that I have one CD that is not "odd" music.
"Oh it sounds good to me, yes it sounds so good to me, cowboy take me away. Fly this girl as high as you can into the wild blue. Set me free, oh I pray. Closer to heaven above and closer to you." DC



I realize how much I miss Chelsea, her simple sweetness. Her beauty, her depth, her mama persona. She will always be there to take care of me. Ride over and visit, accepted with open arms. Lifelong soul friend, no matter how much time passes or what silly gossip I have missed. She fills me in and instead of it making me feel left out, I feel silly and informed.





To all my kids out there.

Just out of curiousity...HOW TALL IS EVERYONE?
Current Mood: awake
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