ill write more when i get back

2004-09-04, 10:15 a.m.

this is stepping down into the rocky path below, my feet are naked and im still wiping the sleep out of my eyes. the water is like a jungle of plants rolled flat and made to shine with a yellow glow. i put my hand down close to the edge, under the rocks, i can feel the cold vividly before my fingertips ever touch the surface...

i need to find this other piece of the picture, because right now i am the faded half, tattered edges and an unmistakable stare that lets everyone know im not ok (i want to be ok though).