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. |