my speech went well, it is beautiful outside

2003-09-22, 10:04 a.m.

things have come full circle. thoughts have come full circle, dressed in new flesh, lit by different coals. the burn is familiar, the flesh feels the same. what i cant get away from is the fact that the circles, at some point were dissected, injected with ruination, i had to pluck out each thorn with my bleeding fingers; please, can this metal stay tarnished until i can accept what shine really is?