mintcar

My heart breaks everytime I talk to one particular person. I don't know when I will stop reacting this tearful way. It feels like I am ripping apart, because something is so wrong.

On a lighter note, I am less stressed out over all. I wonder if this has anything to do with this last Saturday night. It was like as soon it was released, I was able to bottle it up. I wonder when it will break the glass again. Anyway, this weekend, I had fun with those two barnacles, Say and Y. Of course, with ROro. I would love to go to play hookie and go to Stinson Beach tomorrow, but I think it would not be a great choice ... :-(. I do miss seeing the ole Cragmont.

That reminds me ... I have quite a number of phone calls to make. The sense of urgency is renewed. Today was sunny, and good. It smelled like a dry, aged, fresh day, and it was nice walking amongst the nameless crowds. A few names here and there are good enough to make a life worthwhile, I learned; who is precious in your life?