matilda-'s Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- An entry to keep you alive I can't tell you why I'm thinking of you tonight. I wish I were allowed. I haven't been this upset in a long time, you know. It's not about lost opportunities anymore, it's not about what should have happened or what we could have made happen. It's about me wanting to go home now because sometimes I feel so ready. Still it's only Michigan Boy and Dick that I have to talk to, it's only those two who know the difference between you and I. The difference between sitting on the porch steps that summer night with you and sitting at a picnic table with me during slopfest. Oh yes, indeed Dick knows we are different. That's all I have for now, miss matilda. Goodnight. 23:08 - Thursday, Sept. 30, 2004 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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