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another kind of me

a trip through me


tuesday, september 1, 1998, 02:13

the sky is full of stars. i don't know if it's just that i've forgotten to look at the stars recently, or whether it's that there just haven't been any. but looking up at the sky tonight reminded me to stop looking down all the time, and to start looking up.

can't hurt.

well, except when crossing the street. then it's good to look both ways.

(hey, wanna see what i've been working on for the past couple of weeks?)

more work, no more play. it's snowballing again. whee!


| mon