March 20th, 2003


Words make unpleasant music tonight.

Yume: He whispers in my ear as I try to sleep, and the words loop 'round and 'round my head until finally they're all I hear. But the words don't matter, merely the sound, reverberating in my head. He's just a constant presence, even when I sleep, buzzing in my ear like a mosquito.

I didn't want to go to school today. I had it all planned out - go to work, come home and sleep, catch up on mail in the afternoon, and go out and play once night hit. Instead, I ended up spending most of the day at school and not getting any sleep at all. It was very tragic, but unavoidable.

English classes fill quickly at our school. All the ones in a time frame I could manage were full when I registered for classes at five this morning. So after work I drove up to school to find an alternative to English, which I'll have to put off for another semester or two. Darn.

I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell. I know right now you can't tell - but stay a while and maybe then you'll see a different side of me. I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired. I know right now you don't care - but soon enough you're gonna think of me and how I used to be.

Tired. Sleepy. I had a lot of weird stuff happen over the past few days, and I'm trying to shelve it for now. G'night.
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