1-May-2006

When you begin to understand there's no such thing as fact, the world becomes both terrifying and beautiful.  Throw in a bit of the visceral, a thumping heartbeat here, a gentle touch there, and you've got pretty much the best life has to offer.

Please don't mistake my fear for crankiness.  Although I am cranky that I've been a burden on so many people lately.  My poor, poor mother....

Last night I had a dream that there was a gang war going on in my hometown.  For those who know, there's not, right?  I think it was particularly concentrated in Montrose Park... Let me know, so I can sleep tonight!