laffinkid's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- cinder blocks always sink Standing in the shower, telling myself a story about a girl and a boy. A smile across my face, washing my hair. But even as I laughed to myself over this fantasy or that one, lion coming home, scales flirting with the disaster that is my whole being, getting drowned in it..the playful game I am willing to continue for the sake of friendship and friendship alone...I conluded that in this moment, things seem to be going well. Much better, anyway, than before. [And by before I mean before last night] However, things could go terribly wrong again. And even outside of whether or not my lion will come home before he's supposed to, I can't help but wonder...what next? What disaster will I stir up...what mayhem will tear through my life once this dust has settled? Always expectant..but never prepared. 3:28 p.m. - 2006-09-18 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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