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Previous - this entry written on August 12, 2003 at 10:08 pm - Next I want to update with a dreaming rant... or with a story, fragmented but sweet... or with poetry, or music, or something dug from deep enough inside that there is some hope of it becoming more than mundane. I want to update, words laced with meaning and entire universes between the lines. I want to update, each new phrase becoming a symphony in its own right. Instead? Here I am, half-awake, tired. Caleb will be calling soon. Tomorrow night, little one... I expect a phone call. Yes, Kadin, if you manage to miss THIS hint I shall again be angry. I want to hear from you before I go in to the hospital, since I shall have tasks for you to do on Friday... and I would prefer to hear from you on Wednesday night than Thursday night, since Thursday... yeah. Meditation and Blind Panic. *sighs, stretching* It will all work out.
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