I love my mornings in school. Especially today. Cool, crisp, fresh morning breeze. Faint strains of what seems to be Jon Mayer wafting over from Gecko. The stillness, the tranquility, before the demands of the day encroach and tear me away, tear me apart. As the minutes stream by, I am reluctantly propelled into the future, and the heaviness grows in my heart.
Thursday, August 26, 2004
tapioca. sweet and mushy or crispy and bland. depending on how you cook me.
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i love mornings... captured it in beautiful words as always... I love your writing... and thought of you today. read my blog... you'll know why.
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