2003-05-23 & 3:45 a.m. : i count the windows in high rises while i drive. i don't pay attention to the road.

there are doors, and then there are windows.

i drive under gardens to get home.

the power one person has over you when you love them is astonishing.

for some reason, i can't sleep tonight.

i wore shades today even though it was cloudy.

the idea of babies freaks me out.

being happy is dangerous--it feels like someone's hit you in the mouth when you become unhappy again.