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"Catch Your Dreams Before They Slip Away"





04.21.02

Sunday 5:29 p.m.

The shadow at the edge of the road.

Driving north on I-55. The double nickel. Well, it's a north-south road, but not a straight-away, as appears to be the case with most roads of its scope and depth -- not a straight-away that is. So, sometimes you're going west, or east, even when you think you're going north. Unless, of course you're going the opposite direction. Then you're going south.

It's early December. The sun is low in the sky behind you. This is a first for you. You're about 25 miles from home. You're hopeful, but unaware of what waits at your destination. But adrenalin moves you forward. Excitement at the end of the road.


I don't know. This is exhaustive. I don't know how long I can keep this journal thing going. It's tiresome. And I think I write like a sixth grader.

I really just want someone to talk with. Just one person. Someone who understands. Someone with whom I don't have to explain my every thought. Someone..... He was here, but now he's gone. I think I drove him away.

I'm tired.




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