harass the badger

2004-03-17, 12:58 a.m.

i tried to write a literal entry, one with linear time, and all the specifics that a day offered to me. it was like crackling apart stail bread, and it was like waking up in a strangers bed, fully dressed.

im drained from school, but i need to keep moving forward.

im waiting patiently and im not waiting at all, but rather pushing them all away.

is this a way to find a strong voice? it maybe, but i still smile when i realize it couldnt be any different, or any better.