March 19, 2003
odds and ends
My days are all running together. Forming one long stream of meaningless events I can’t seem to get away from. Sleeping and waking with nothing but day to day monotony in-between. And I don’t know how it got to be this way. Especially since the last few weeks have been such a lovely roller coaster ride of delight and confusion.
I need to get out. I need to be free for a while. Flying on borrowed wings through currents of air. Swimming like a fish in foreign oceans. Running through the woods so fast my feet barely touch the ground..
I need an adventure.
So to the boy who asked me a week or so ago: if you still want to go to San Francisco in a month or three I’m one hundred percent on board.
And because I’m way behind on my emails and such..
Contour, you’re my new favorite person. My panzer tank is simply wonderful.
Kristen, I miss talking to you. Last night made me realize that. I hope another month doesn’t go by.
Studio, you're message last night made me smile like crazy. Thanks for that.
12:40 p.m.