February 22, 2001

  • I was in bed by 8:30 pm last night and slept the night through.  Wonderful!  I dreamt a lot last night, but I barely remember....only that I was so busy and very vital to whatever it was I was dreaming.  A lot of my dreams have been that way lately....me amongst others doing what I do and being necessary, vital, important.  These are good dreams to have.


    It is snowing out this morning, not a blizzard, not frightful, but soft and gentle.  The air is colored white and the contrast of life, dark and fixed, is mesmorizing.  How strong and foreboding the mighty oak stands in the white whisper of snow.


    Advice is like snow; the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into the mind. 
    -Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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What?

I AM still paranoid,
though reasons changed.
I'm paranoid that they'll figure out the language
and patterns of
me,
and I'll forget to rea
r r
ange.

Then I'll just be textbook.