Wednesday, August 27, 2003

The last supper. Somehow I'm reminded of an eve 6 song. Here's to the night, the idea being that everyone gets together one last time before they all go there seperate ways. I wish life was like that. I feel so alone. Like here I go into the great (mediocre?) beyond, and who is there to brace me for it? I don't know. I just don't anymore. So alone.

"Until we meet again, may the rain fall gently on your fields and may god hold you in the palm of his hand."

-CR

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