7 SEPT 06
"It's not that I can tell the future or know what's going to happen in the world. But I know that certain things are never going to happen on the news."
"I remembered dreams of houses were dreams of the body." The leader in opening glass walls. I have an idea but it's made of words. Sometimes it seems that people have to start another blog after a while: the secret blog. Not so much to tell it slant, but to look for it that way.
"I don't care if it's traditional or not--I just care if it's poetry or not." We were sitting at the table all together. The first time since my father's death. He had or created a red flag; she'd made blueberry pancakes with the survivors.
"Like everything is for them and there's no yourself left." The simple need to tell someone about your day--but someone who would care. And I guess someone like him would already have all of that weather information.
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