I could have sworn it was Wednesday night. I skipped Tuesday. I"ll skip tomorrow. And I wont even breathe in Thursday. I always have dreams of moving back and forward in time, But we do not move through time, time moves through us.

To fast.

Everyone remembers things that never happend,and often foget things which did. Either we are all fantasists and liars or the past has nothing definite. What was your childhood like? I will have to assume that I had a childhood, but I cannot assume to have had the one I remember. Did this really happen?

I haven't been making much sense today. I'm sick. I"ll throw up everything I've ever swallowed. Any minute. When the little hand struck five and the big hand to the thirty today, I wanted to puke you out. Today I felt sick. I wanted to puke you right out.

I hate it when my nylons run. Or when my hands are dry. Or when you touch my wrists and I pull away because you can feel my bones. Everytime I took a sip of my coffee I felt dizzy, And everytime I looked at my dirty shoes I would almost colapse. Besides the patch of grass that hides under the enormous tree in that lonley park. (remind me to take you there one day) The coffee shop is one of my favorite places in the city. I wish life was more like a coffee shop.

Oh, and what a beautiful day, today was.