I woke up this morning with cold fingers under two blankets, and I knew it was fall. I went outside wearing long sleeves and a coat, turned to my father locking the door, and said "There's something worth remembering about the first day you walk outside and feel like this." Like cool water, the air flowed smoothly over my face and ruffled the edges ( Read more... )

When I was in the first or second grade, I had special 'play time' with the school counselor, to find a reason why I wasn't turning any work in to the teachers. I went to the sideroom of the library, and the counselor sat in her chair in the back of the room and talked to me while I played with all of the different toys in the room. In theory, I ( Read more... )

So, what makes me unhappy ( Read more... )

I'm going to die tommorow. I'm trying really hard to see the better side of the meeting tommorow, and it 's sort of working, because I don't feel scared or an anxious sort of sad, or even angry. But I get the feeling that I'm just hiding. I'm still sad, resigned. I don't want to lose you, anyone. I know you're going to think of me differently, ( Read more... )