2006-01-14 - 10:55 p.m.
try not to take it so hard
my ibook's screen is cracked like black bruises. driving home, bare trees fissured through the soft blue fog.
this mist hides so many things over which to stumble. these tumbling stumbling blocks.
and there's this nagging suspicion that won't leave me alone tonight -
it's just that everything i try to do, nothing seems to turn out right.