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Wednesday, June 14, 2006



  1. Today is lovely; awaiting your arrival with the sun on my back and the wind in my hair, I sit upon the rooftop with my guitar and my paperback. Up there, with eyes skimming the treetops, sound takes its time traveling upwards to the sky; and it is strangely comforting; that I am at my best when no one hears me.


  2. Dave Eggers is swimming streams in my head. Some books bring me inclinations to write, but other books, better books, remind me that though I could be fairly good at my very best, I could never be heartbreakingly genius.


  3. Two more days to allow for the visa to come through. I am awaiting a call from the Dominican Consulate telling me, "Your visa is here! You are now eligible to visit our island, and aren't you lucky, it's hurricane season!"


  4. A midterm tomorrow I am completely unprepared for as per usual. And sitting outside for lunch today, I think I have miraculously acquired some new allergies. God bless pollen and all the other pretty little irritants that fly in the sky.


  5. The man at starbucks gives me free coffees. He is tall, and on his breaks, he stands outside and smokes his cigarettes. I am awkward and embarrassed in his attention, and I wish you were here, so I could bury face in your chest, so no one would look at me like that.

sherry @ 12:30:00 pm
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