'if i had a box just for wishes and dreams that had never come true....'

MAN, jim croce was a melancholy dude....how i have always loved him! even as a little kid, i felt that i could relate to his lyrics. suddenly, that strikes me as rather disturbing....

quick question: could i be any more in a state than i am right now? okay, i'll make this one easy on you....no. the answer is, simply, no. i am not a fan of wearing my heart on my sleeve every minute of every day, but there are moments when it helps to be weak, to be vulnerable, to look someone square in the eyes and bawl your eyes out.

i wish i could say something other than what is true and make it so....i wish i weren't so freakin sad right now. i wish i had used 'damn' instead of 'freakin' in that last sentence....

tonight i'll go to sleep a little emptier than when i woke up this morning....and a little fuller all at once.

and to you: you have no idea how much i needed that. you shine so bright....:)