May 31, 2005 17:59
.. Everyday is a mission when you are tiny. Your body is a vehicle that takes you where you need to go. Every day is forever. Every day is your whole life starting all over again... I wonder when that goes away...?
I think it went away for me when I was 15. Endless days turned to getting through every minute. Getting by. Time is the length of a cigarette. Time is the coffee left in a blue mug.
Oh..
look. I'm emo.
Okay. Non-heavy stuff:
-my GPA went up nicely.
-I like my job.
-Canada trip is on.
-Mom can't wait to meet Sloane.
-I miss my family. Yay for seeing them. Yay for bringing Sloane.
Yay for everything, really..
I'm so glad I am where I am now. Inside and out.
I'm grateful for the poop it took.
and a note to dave:
we called you. and talked to your mom. and it was funny.
did she tell you?