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Wednesday, July 14, 2004

 
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About a Burning Fire
By Blindside
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the weather needs to drop a good 30 degrees right now. bleh. i slept fitfully again last night. it really sucks not being able to sleep well and then not feeling rested for the time you actually are awake. when there are 2 fans on in your room and its still too hot to sleep...its time to move to a colder place. hah i WISH. and as a result i've had some bizarre dreams the past couple nights, and not the good kind. the running-away-from-something-scary kind. they give me a headache.

yesterday was a harry potter-filled day. when i put the book down to sleep i think i was on like page 233 or something. kudos for me. i'm book hungry though.

there are some serious things i have to take care of in the very near future that have been a burden for a long time and i can honestly say i'm scared. i'm excited to see things change because i really want them to, but the process is going to be hard on me, i already know. i have to confront some things, and i wish i didnt have to do it alone. but i do.

there are times i love doing nothing except writing or reading or drawing or something. and i put it in m head that doing those things is an epitome of bliss or something. and they are really rewarding things to do, but i find it less blissful when i feel like there are other things i should be doing instead. and i wonder if i have to be more content with things to truly enjoy it at its fullest. i dont know.

lately i like writing in pencil. maybe because i know the things i write in it only fragily exist, knowing that those things can be erased.

meh.

now every little second is time
and every word seems to rhyme
i follow every word like streetlights
to make it home alright.

and every little second just flies
i hold on to them like paradise
i follow every word like steetlights
i want to fall in love and leave tonight.


~rachel~
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