Index - Profile - Archives - Notes - DiaryLand - Random ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Holla. And so then there would be some day when everything is put right, and exhaustion can be laid to rest. There are precious things I do not say. I would be lying if I said this wasn't difficult work, listening to problems I cannot fix. But it's all the same every where. I talk about you every day to anyone that will listen. I look forward to all the time we will get to make things we can laugh about. And I heard Blackstreet on the radio today on the way home because it's Friday and two days of freedom lay before me. 7:06 p.m. - 2003-03-28 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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