Aug 16, 2004 00:37
it's not the fire that bothers me, but my lack of concern for the building it's taking down with it.
tonight was the prettiest night I have seen in a long time, if I didn't have to work so early I would have sat out all night and dreamed, it's been so long since I have done this, I swore the stars drew a picture, the sketch I thought I had trashed,
what seems to have happened here; I can't decided,
it's not me you're waiting for,
David