March 14, 2003

-1 + 3 = 1 + 8 = 0 [not so bad after all]

There�s something vaguely appealing about getting home from work early..

Changing into a little black vintage slip..

Pouring yourself a glass of red wine..

and baking..

[heh. Didn't see that one coming did you?]

It�s terribly domestic.

But somehow it manages to hold a certain seductive appeal.

Even without candlelight and whiny emo/sulky goth music. Or the morning news and the sun�s first glittering rays.

Even without someone asleep in your bed.

Somehow that makes everything okay. Makes up for feeling horrible for hours and hours. For throwing up at work and wanting nothing more than the feeling of rivers and streams of cold water against burning skin..

And on a personal note: Hi. And I miss you too. [Wow, exchanging messages in our journals.. how cheesy is that? hehe.]

2:56 p.m.

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