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another kind of me

a trip through me


tuesday, march 16, 1999, 03:24

i am right now quite tired.

it seemed so long ago that it was this morning. so long ago that i came to the realization, the true understanding, that in a few short months, i will be packing up my things, leaving my house, and moving somewhere. that i will actually be getting up and going, as an actual action, just hit me like a ton of bricks.

and now i'm not so sure i want to leave any more.

i feel four again. not wanting to be out on my own. not wanting to be without my mommy.

and then i realize that i am on the edge of some wild adventure. and i get even more scared.

the wind is blowing something fierce outside. the ground is covered in snowiceslush.

and i'm going to curl up in a ball and go to sleep.