I love reading poetry out loud in the morning, when there is only the sound of my gas heater's pilot light and the rustling of my cat finding her way out of my blankets. The words awkwardly falling from my mouth and landing on only my ears.

I have not posted in a really really long time, but this is hilarious!

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I think I am dieing. I mean grant it we are ALL dieing. But I seem to have a death cough after eating. After eating anything. Perhaps it is consumption... That could be fun.

I have wanted to up-date, but I have been too irritated to think of anything to say. I am not sure whether it is with myself or not... I feel trapped.

Just uncomfortable. Perhaps it is the sinus infection, or just the wooden chair I am sitting on...

When did I become so entangled into my life? When did my own web begin to catch me? I believe in Karma. The complete and utter pain and perhaps beauty of Karama. If you still read my journal, know my thoughts are with you. Do not know my pain but know my love.

A strange place. Where I am? Or within me? Tranquil isolation.

I have had renewed excitement in Acadimia. If nothing else to share it with my love. My History of the rise of America class is going to be amazing! I mean amazing! I can hardly contain my excitement. I cannot even sit down properly to express it all.

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