Sun 30 Jun 1996 20:45

heather's here, and I am incapable of writing a paper, and annoyed that I
have no way of connecting this thing easily to every other computer. 

I am poor at feeding myself, and I think from now on I will be only secretly 
wierd, not that being openly wierd matters. It actually only matters to my mom.

Anyways, I guess I should get working on that paper, although I will do the 
reading for tomorrow first.

love,
Colin

Sun 30 Jun 1996 15:20

I saw a girl, on the way down here
she was laying in the grass, we looked at eachother-
I love her- I walk on and say, yes, I want to look at her
and I turned to see her again
love you,
and I guess, good bye
we all want the same thing, we all guess the same thing
every beautiful person is a future for each of us alone and in
a glance we imagine all our hopes
someday, when I don't have a paper to write and I am a brave man,
you will think me crazy
and I'll stop when I see you and say hello
and maybe stop and sit in the grass with you.
I did not today, but I will tomorrow, if there is.

I saw the lovers in the grass, as they always are, and I smile to see them,
that they exist, that they 
are
real.

the flags at half mast, and I feel with

how mary smiled then, almost fake, but as if incredibly thanking me, or 
something,
I hope just loving, anyways.

girl on grass

write the book on being, colin

seeing the same people plus or minus every day
is a good thing- and a new thing for me

green tortise

valley ball

no
ups

Kenneth Burke Grammar and Rhetoric of motives
CH Perlman new Rhetoric

Ya - Ya Sisterhood!

The
kneeling         one (actually: girl)
crouching
- I saw this woman on the grass, like how? like kneeling,
damn, beautiful
kneeling, as head on knees, firm on feet, arms at side, and head turned
she looks at me, and as usual, she laying there, I love her, physically
beautiful. 

Did just the coolest dance

Imposing your living on others

sitting there dying (sorry if this is a rehash, retiring this paper)

hey, what is your name?
Nathan,
kevin,
Karen,
Cecilia, you're breakin my heart


The unicycle 

Jeff, lauren, who

vocal

-retired-

write your own book on being,
what am I doing.

btw,
6/16/96
Beaut
      mtn
      day

oell
back to realism, etc.