November 02, 2002
throw me a star, bright shining and real
Tomorrow I�ll go into detail about the wonderfully cloudy weather, the boys in kilts, the beautiful vines, the surreal, almost magickal feeling of the street, the excitement of the parade and the simple comfort of chai and cozy couches.
Tonight I just want to bask in the afterglow of a perfect day without worries, doubts or flaws. I want to remember and fall asleep smiling at everything from the silly conversations to the heart to hearts. The vast difference in the ambiance of every place we went and how much we enjoyed them all. The bagpipe music and the parade dancing. I want to fall asleep holding it all close as blankets.
My voice is hoarse and my body is exhausted.. It was a wonderful day.
11:57 p.m.