I had another dream I wished I had written down last night. I am going to start writing them down tomorrow.

Tonight I don't really feel like writing. It's funny what cold air does to boiling water. "what? it steams. so what?"

it's like a song that starts without drums, and you think you know the beat, and you kinda nod your head or tap your foot to it (and you've never really heard this song before, but you like it) and then the drums come in on the off-beat and you have to stop dancing to readjust. Nobody was watching that false step, but they were all dancing on beat the whole time.

Today, I was disappointed, but I feel relaxed and scarily pleased with the way things are going. I need to talk to this person and that. I will be there. I have not done anything in my Korean homework. I am close to finishing, but not finished with, my formula sheet for physics. Trust I will have that thing on my arm all weekend.

As soon as it arrives in the mail.... I am as good as gone. Maybe I will disappear.

I'l have to be repaired by this weekend or the following week will be worse than it already is.

"It isn't so drawn out when I am out of breath"There it is, the future"see? We haven't missed it after all."

We wait so long for these things.

I'm fading in and out of sleep right now.

"but the dead are dancing with the dead."