sometimes (an ode to amanda)

2002-11-23, 11:35 a.m.

sometimes you become so mad at someone that you can only feel disappointment.

maybe this feels the same as a best friend telling that they hate you. Maybe this is the same as a spouse saying that they cheated on you. Amanda, all i can say is that i am disappointed. Brothes shouldn't feel this way. Brother shouldn't want to plan treason against their own kin. I don't understand, and i question what plans you have. Or better yet, if these plans would be more important than going to Sigur Ros, as my birthday present for you. Maybe i did tell you the wrong date, but its not so hard to tell friends you cant make it. It hurt me when you said you weren't going to make it. Would your friends cry too, if you cancelled on them?

asleep in warm dreams, bed

eyes flutter awake with phone in hand

inevitable anger, perhaps Kafka's right?