-Lost in the woods-
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I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

   Tuesday, September 16  

So when do we get to the good stuff?

*begin rant*

I'm just so tired of all this shit. I feel like I'm waiting for all of this little crappyness to end and the happiness to come back. I haven't been happy, I mean really happy, for a really long time now. I remember what it felt like, and I just can't seem to catch it again. It comes back sometimes, more so now than in a loooong time. I think that some fairly significant life changes and some really kick ass friends are pretty much responsible for that. But there still seems to be something that's wrapped around my ankle dragging me towards the bottom. I know that I can keep my head above water if I try, but sometimes it just gets to be pretty hard. Sometimes I think I need to hold my breath and sit down on the bottom and talk with the starfish for a little while before going back up for air. I really need to find some way to get rid of this lead weight holding me down. I think it would be much easier to breathe then.

*end rant*

   [ posted by T~ @ 9/16/2003 12:31:00 a.m. ] [ ]