Wednesday, April 30, 2003

He is lost. Completely gone, and not coming back.

She moved away hoping to escape. But she can't escape herself.

Dreams change and flow and sparkle. Only when they keep sight of their dreams do they have hope.

I'm not growing up, or growing old. I'm just learning life's lessons one at a time.

Today I learned again how to be thankful for the little things. Like rain.

I can lose myself in rain. If only for a little while.

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