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I know I need to write. Once again, it has been too long. And, it is too late to start now, the evening will leave and morning will enter before I complete. Soon.

I haven't posted in a long time. As always, I usually only post when I am depressed about something in my life. Disappointments, bad luck, heartbreak, failure, or some other aspect of a situation I have completely no control over that eventually leads to downward spiraling thoughts ( Read more... )

I feel so disillusioned. My innocence and belief in the goodness of others is so off track. To serve others and treat them with regard is what I thought others would do as well. I respected elders and assumed they were always right. They would drink a bottle of gin and blow smoke in my face but I believed them when they said I should be a nun ( Read more... )

Meg Ryan went to India to learn more about education for women and girls. She found extreme poverty. She recalled a story of a woman in a red dress. The woman was dancing, full of spirit, smiles, joy. She said, "I have nothing. I work in the fields and make 50 cents a day. But, this life is so beautiful. If is full of so much color."

I really want to write but need to get some sleep. Last night my entry was so scattered. I am dissatisfied with it and don't like reading words I know could be better. Nothing will currently please me so maybe it is in my advantage that 11:00pm is around the corner. Again, I am up too late. My eyelids have been heavy all day from lack of sleep ( Read more... )

I found myself yawning through parts of The L Word tonight but it also reminded me of how I felt once upon a time ( Read more... )

I HATE President Bush...one thing after the other. How long will it take for the rest of America to wake up? My Dad has finally seen the light...little did I know that all I had to say after all these years was that Dick Cheney hunts. He is disgusted and troubled that the man would go out and kill innocent little birds.

Speaking of a policed society...on Friday, one day after receiving my speeding ticket, I picked up my mail from my box. There was an envelope that said something about a toll road violation. Toll Road? I hadn't been a toll road! I opened it up and after looking at the date and reaching into my memory I recalled getting lost on my back home from ( Read more... )

After a long day at work, I got pulled over for speeding. I am so mad at myself. I had nothing to say to the officer because I knew I was wrong. It was a street I NEVER speed on since it is so close to my school. I was so upset but not until after he issued the ticket. He told me traffic school will clear up my record. He wasn't an asshole so ( Read more... )