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Jan 09, 2006 00:45

tonight, while watching TV (to distract from the pre-flight/big trip jitters), i became convinced that my plane to L.A.--American Airlines flight 1,593 from Ft. Lauderdale-- is going to crash. interesting, huh? i know it wont really happen-- or at least, i hope-- but for some reason i still feel apprehensive.

i think it might have to do more with leaving home again-- to go so far away.

really, even though i intended this entry to be long and meaningful, all i really want to write here is that i'd like to finish an album before i die. at the bare minimum. have it come out with shiny album art in some sort of professional packaging. maybe, could i read a review or two before a plane crash? i mean, i'd love a life with kids and grandkids and some sort of career, but at least an album.

for some reason i've been really fearful this week. jittery, feel like someone is watching me all the time-- especially late at night, like right now...

i think i should go to bed. i think it's the lip (making me fearful), which has passed it's second shedding stage and is starting to look pink and new, though the skin on the outside of it, on my face, still is purple and looks bruised under my beard.
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