it's sad to know that i can never go to florida again.

The ice dance scene accompanied by "Fairy Dance" by James Newton Howard

"This feels better"

 
tomorrow might be the day I die
so I want, or rather must, confide
all these things I did, or did not,
try to hide.
well, if boys are boys and
girls are girls.
then boys and girls
are sometimes confused
and I am confused most all the time.

still, we did things right.

Danny is in Chicago, and I came home and this was on my computer screen (which he has remote access to):


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:)

everyone is moving. i can't quit stopping.
i can't breathe.
i can't focus.
i can't learn.
i can't sleep.

 Happy Birthday, Danny Eddy! :)


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 i say so many stupid, revolting things.
i turn to run?
no, i'm caught in the middle of myself.
i am collapsing inward.

long way from home,
lost by an echo, i'd never have known
i've got pictures to prove i was there,
but you don't care
here's me overseas, across a pond by the Dover peaks
i've smuggled myself into new nationalities, you think you'd be proud of me
there's room to believe, out of sight, out of mind, out of reach
start over is no way to begin