Thu 12 Sep 1996 10:45
Just checking in. To see what the date an the time is. Things are pretty nice now. Not euphoric, not tragic, but nice. I sort of miss the ecstacy, well, but I will eventually get to a higher, more sustainable niceness, if I am careful and remember some of what I have learned. I still make awful mistakes, but they're not that awful, and it seems, it seems I can actually have friends, and even some friends I can play with, and some friends I can hug. I wonder what's up with my dad, or am I in trouble. Who knows.

Who is Lise, and these others, and me? Oh what questions. Grad students. And like.

Let me know.

love-


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water

my sister is crazy writing my mom

9/12/96 2250

I lay here and wonder.
I can never know
You can never tell me.


Each thinks she is special, the misfit, the unique. R. And protagonists of often read stories.
Ender's Game, LoF

personal level
motion
emotion.

lay there, hold hands, look love,
feel.

shhh-


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