Sunday, May 22, 2005

Clear as gravy

I feel terrible.

I thought this trip would be it. There'd be no more guessing, no more ifs ands or buts. But if that were true, I wouldn't be tossing and turning.

I like to make plans. I like to see into my future. Whether or not it is accurate, I like it to be in focus.

It was supposed to be the trip end all trips.

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