Apr 01, 2006 23:31
Thought:
Sometimes I wish the green light would turn red during a good song.
A goal:
I want to go to a cemetry and go to each grave, kneel, and pray for that person; then come back each day until all are complete.
What I want:
Right now, I wouldn't mind a hug or to have a deep conversation with someone who I'm not close with.
Some old, something new, something borrowed, something blue:
I miss my great grandmom, I want a new friend, I should give back that CD, the sky looked amazing today.
What do you think of me?