Saturday, October 5, 2002

What a long road it has been, these last few years. a strange and windy road, blossoms and gails all around the sun has risen beyond my darker days and yet there are shadows still to be snuffed faint tho they may be distance and aproximate giggle for here and how cover tears from there and then the sweet child delights and merry the union be a strange and windy road, that isn't quite so scary as it once was in fact, perhaps a road I've been down before and ah, yes, I think I know a way 11:48:49 PM