Sunday, November 9, 2008

I just got a lovely voicemail from my old roomie Roberta. It's the little things I treasure that I need to smile about and set the drama aside. That's been my goal for the last few years. I sometimes forget. This morning has been all about remembering and forgetting to remember, and oddly, remembering to forget.

"and the sky is filled with light
can you see it?
all the black is really white
if you believe it
and the longing that you feel
you know none of this is real
you will find a better place
in this twilight" - NIN

Ok. I think the pain is probably dull enough that I can maybe sleep. I'll give it a try. Wish me luck. But be specific in the wishing.

   posted by Bald Jason at 01:48 PM
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