Monday, September 06, 2004


I’ve been having a hard time finding happy accidents the last few days. The oppressive heat suffocates me, much the way the blackness of depression does. I await a cool breeze to life the heat on my heart and take away the infirmity of my body.

I've come to hate the heat; it makes me so weak physically; emotionally; spiritually. I hate my broken brain!


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