Sent: 2/25/2004 9:11 PM
I don't know where I am. I've been working. Trying to keep up with the paperwork that flows in and out of my station. I've declined a date. On the count of being sick after marching for peace in frigid temperatures. I've been irritable. In missing time with a friend at a movie over being so stupidly me. I don't know where I am. I hear so much. I listen to what our leader says. Finding myself laughing. Discovering others rejoicing. Where am I?
This week has been a long one. I keep waiting for something to inspire me and give me some lift. Alas, I find myself still shoveling the garbage from the curb.
= Just a little purge.
