dont you hate it when you cant think of a way to start an entry?
the last 24 hours have been nice.
rain is my prozac and my riddlin.
i watched "american splendor" last night.
i cried at a part where everyone else was laughing.
afterwards i walked around my post-rain neighborhood while eating some krispy kreme doughnuts.
i enjoy eating junk food while exercising, it has a way of balancing things out.
sometimes i think that viewing the simplistic beauty of the world by yourself is a heavier burden then being witness to all the world's tragedy.
happiness, like any other emotion, is useless when it cant be shared.
thats why i am my loneliest on rainy days.
5:55 p.m. - 2003-09-01
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