I have been having trouble writting in this thing for a while for the fact that I have nothing interesting to tell. Actually, there is alot of interesting stuff, it's just I don't feel like writting it. All the really important stuff can't be said anyways. It appears in my mind as shapes and colors or ideas without any words. I wish there was a way to shove a plug in my head, hook it up to a paper page or the computer, and just have it download all thats in there for the world to see and be enlightened. Unfortunately, technology hasn't advanced to that (as of yet) so for now i'll just wait for someone to understand me. I believe there is someone out there who can just look at me and feel/know whats going on in my mind...., and heart...., and soul....and life. Till that day...Till that day....
4:35 p.m. - 2001-06-29
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