It's so quiet.
Feb. 4th, 2004 05:31 amIt's 5.30 in the morning. I just finished watching "Persuasion." It's so very quiet in here.
My friend is dying. A good man I don't know well enough.
I'm scared of my bed. The monster isn't under the bed, it's under my skin.
Just before it starts to rain, you feel a cold breeze coming from far away to warn you, brushing across your skin, whispering "change is coming."
Each death comes closer. I don't like this trend.
I don't like it.
My friend is dying. A good man I don't know well enough.
I'm scared of my bed. The monster isn't under the bed, it's under my skin.
Just before it starts to rain, you feel a cold breeze coming from far away to warn you, brushing across your skin, whispering "change is coming."
Each death comes closer. I don't like this trend.
I don't like it.
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Date: 2004-02-04 01:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-04 07:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-04 08:55 pm (UTC)I will not give up praying for you both. I will not give up hoping for the best for you both. If there's anything further I can do, you know you have only to ask. Babysitting, errand-running, bad-joke-telling (or bad-joke-screwing-up), I'll do it. If you want me to get in touch with Crossing The Finish Line again, I'll do it. If you want me to take up juggling and come entertain you with a cascade of live goldfish, I'll do it. I may not do it very well, but I'll do it.
Just say the word.
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Date: 2004-02-04 08:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-04 09:32 pm (UTC)But I'd still juggle goldfish for you, baby.
Rho mentioned coming up for a visit. Would you guys mind if I came too, or are you trying to keep the chaos to a minimum?
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Date: 2004-02-05 05:54 pm (UTC)