A small observation I have found about my heart.
04/21/2003 10:24 p.m.
Sometimes....

I think I love too strongly, too quickly. Feverishly.Silent.Painlessagony.

And its never anyone in particular either, just ideas of people. Half-ghosts. Tremulous and shivering and beautiful, frail.

Odd that. I won't probe that line of thought for now. I'll let it simmer in my mind for a while and then bring it back out to light.