leftunspoken's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- all apologies Uggh. There should be some sort of diaryland sensor that goes off and prevents you from typing if it detects tears. Sorry about the update from yesterday. He had just called and I was hurting so much, but so fuzzy-headed I couldn't possibly make it make sense. It's also a long story and too taxing to go into all the details. I'm just...I don't know...Hating that I never know which direction to go. My instincts regarding others - usually great. But heaven forbid I be capable of choosing what direction to steer my own little boat. I never write here anymore. I'm either losing it or at a loss for words. I'm sorry. And insecure. And foolish. And tired. And stubborn. And lonely. And angry about it. And again I'm sorry. I'll try to do better. 9:18 a.m. - March 03, 2004 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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