Naptime
July 18, 2001i am so tired. i’ve been up baking cookies, downloading software and reading books until way past my bedtime. i’ve been using parts of my brain i forgot exist and speaking in words i used to mock. and i’ve been having dreams about him, again.
do you remember that problem i was having because the sun is so bright that it pierces my eyelids and lifts my whole body up at ungodly hours? oh, well i don’t have that problem anymore. i am oversleeping, now.
i made a list of things i want to do but probably never will. at least not this week, or month, or summer. rima says we are in our prime and we can do whatever we put our mind to, but i think there are just not enough hours in the day. or maybe i want to do too many things.
this sunday, maganda.org expires. a month later, reallybigwords.com does, too. i’ve been trying to figure out what i want to do with everything, and i just can’t decide. but be warned: if i don’t decide in time, we may experience some technical difficulties. it doesn’t mean i’ve gone anywhere, just that i’m still finding my way back.