Long time, no write
02/28/2003 07:30 p.m.
I've been away entirely too long. Somehow it happens that the days slip through my hands so quickly that I seem to barely have enough time to even make a "to do" list, much less actually DO anything I put on it. Enough complaining.

I do have some lighter news. I have met some quite enjoyable people -- I like to call them the three muskateers in my head, not that I really needed to say that "out loud." But they are the three people I've met here in the desert that I truly love spending time with. They make me laugh, and without realizing it, they also make me pensive. I start thinking about where I am in life. Is it right? Am I happy? What do I want? Why aren't I doing that? What am I waiting for? What do I believe? Where do I want to be? Who do I love? And then, of course, I have a tangled mess, and I just need some cool friends to take me out and make me laugh some more! They are good for me. And I'm glad that I met them.

It occured to me that all of my handwritten journals are no more. I end up ripping them to shreds or getting rid of them somehow. 20 years of childhood tangents and teenage angst -- all gone. Why do I do that? I don't have an answer. But I am going to try to stop. Yeah, here I go... that's going on my "to do" list...
I am currently Fine
I am listening to Cowboy Junkies