I know i'd say i was not going to ramble again but it feals approprite at this time of night. (the silence in un-nerving) i sit here with memories that that i have made long ago, and tht aid my rest. It's not just the memories that get me by but the hope that comes with them. The hope for a new, the hope for a better, the hope for yet another chance. I have come to the conclusion that eveyone needs a little....nay.... alot of drama in there lives, and if this weren't so alot of things would not be said, or done. I need my drama, i need my C.A. This maybe an inappropriate motivation but it still drives me (i hear footsteps). I will see where this drive takes me, i will see what is to become. I may not believe in fate, but destiny, thats an entirely different thing.
11:35 p.m. - 2002-01-03
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