To The Blue Sky. . .
3.17.2004
Hmmm. I suppose it's sort of like waiting to wake up. From a dream that you never want to end. But you know that it can't last forever. And life can't be this good. And I'm not allowed to be happy.
There was a time when I would have never allowed myself to even feel good at all. I really used to hate myself a lot. It's so much easier to hate. Have you ever realized that? Love takes so much effort. Whereas hate just comes so naturally. Especially when it concerns myself. But don't worry. I'm over it.

