What's the point of asking a question when you are expecting or willing to accept only one answer? The answer that you think is right or you want to hear.
I finally fell ill. Caught a cold. Nevermind. Better now than in September. I was just thinking to myself, "I haven't fallen (seriously) sick in quite a few months now..." Never think those thoughts to yourself. The moment you think it, you're gonna get it. I like to think that it will do my immune system some good.
Talked on the phone with Lew for a while and it made me feel peaceful. (Just when I needed it.) I don't know why. It just did.
You know I always tell myself it's ok to be different. I want to be different. But sometimes I don't dare.
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