None to speak of.

Another whole lot of nothing day. It seems like more and more days are headed in that direction.

I didn't sleep at all last night. I was tossing and turning until almost four; then I had strange dreams about chasing my sister around a club.

I got an email from Maurice today. They all want me to come back. I want to, especially for him and for Alta and Tamara, but I can't yet. There's the obvious reason- money is tight- but there are a few other things which need taking care of.

Apparently Tamara is hanging out with Brian 24/7 again. The New Girl is still being a dope, and Alta's having a hard time. I'll call them as soon as I get a chance and see what's what.

I downloaded some upbeat music to try and lift myself out of this mood I seem to be in but so far it's not working. I got Digital Underground's "Kiss Me And I'll Kiss You Back" (our song) and some Tamia, and Janet Jackson's "If."

I can't wait for summer to come. I intend to spend it in the woods where I belong, not out in a desert someplace. I think that's what I missed the most... the way the sun shines in through the trees so it's as if you're drowning in green light. They just don't have places like that in Arizona. I can't wait for the snow to melt. I think I'll plant a garden, and go down to Greenport. I've been away from there for too long.

It's just that I'm not sure of who I am, and it bothers me. I'm to the point in my life where I'm looking for answers and there are none forthcoming, except for the occasional, "There's just something about you." It means nothing, really. Just that I'm different, somehow, but that I already knew. I want to know how different I am, and what my limits are, and why.

I wish I was a dragonrider.

None to speak of.

Another whole lot of nothing day. It seems like more and more days are headed in that direction.

I didn't sleep at all last night. I was tossing and turning until almost four; then I had strange dreams about chasing my sister around a club.

I got an email from Maurice today. They all want me to come back. I want to, especially for him and for Alta and Tamara, but I can't yet. There's the obvious reason- money is tight- but there are a few other things which need taking care of.

Apparently Tamara is hanging out with Brian 24/7 again. The New Girl is still being a dope, and Alta's having a hard time. I'll call them as soon as I get a chance and see what's what.

I downloaded some upbeat music to try and lift myself out of this mood I seem to be in but so far it's not working. I got Digital Underground's "Kiss Me And I'll Kiss You Back" (our song) and some Tamia, and Janet Jackson's "If."

I can't wait for summer to come. I intend to spend it in the woods where I belong, not out in a desert someplace. I think that's what I missed the most... the way the sun shines in through the trees so it's as if you're drowning in green light. They just don't have places like that in Arizona. I can't wait for the snow to melt. I think I'll plant a garden, and go down to Greenport. I've been away from there for too long.

It's just that I'm not sure of who I am, and it bothers me. I'm to the point in my life where I'm looking for answers and there are none forthcoming, except for the occasional, "There's just something about you." It means nothing, really. Just that I'm different, somehow, but that I already knew. I want to know how different I am, and what my limits are, and why.

I wish I was a dragonrider.