Monday, October 11, 2004
For some reason I still try to read these online diaries like they could keep me connected to something real. Andrew wrote today about his old journal entries, which made me kind of wish that I hadn't destroyed everything I had written during that phase of my life. I've got stuff from highschool on, but the middle school years are lost.
I've recently found it necessary to wear my old coat in the mornings and at night. In the inside pocket I found ancient treasures:
CDTA Route 90 bus schedule
SUNY Albany library card I never even used
THS ID card
Shalimar business card
A poem he wrote for me on graph paper (Becky is what runs wonderfully along on smiles as i kiss, sigh yum to love she is a magic syrup. roung hugs fly, flow in excellent rays from our being as one fruit lays.)
Should I return these scraps to their home, or deposit them in some shoe box and bury it twelve kilometers under the surface of the earth?
I went to Hollywood Video at 11:30 last night with R. to rent Tommy, and then we watched it in his room. It was the most refreshing thing that has happened in ages. I don't know why.
There's a lot I don't know.
I've recently found it necessary to wear my old coat in the mornings and at night. In the inside pocket I found ancient treasures:
CDTA Route 90 bus schedule
SUNY Albany library card I never even used
THS ID card
Shalimar business card
A poem he wrote for me on graph paper (Becky is what runs wonderfully along on smiles as i kiss, sigh yum to love she is a magic syrup. roung hugs fly, flow in excellent rays from our being as one fruit lays.)
Should I return these scraps to their home, or deposit them in some shoe box and bury it twelve kilometers under the surface of the earth?
I went to Hollywood Video at 11:30 last night with R. to rent Tommy, and then we watched it in his room. It was the most refreshing thing that has happened in ages. I don't know why.
There's a lot I don't know.
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