the wrong side of the bed
Friday, July 23, 2004
don't know when i'll be back again
i'm leaving for TX in a few minutes. the shirt i am wearing this morning has three different stains, but i am not concerned. stains don't really bother me. it's just a t-shirt anyway. i do feel a bit odd because, when i was a kid, my mother used to make us dress up for plane trips. since we never went to church, i suppose that the nicest close i had were my "airplane best". i'm leaving my tiny hovel tidier than i normally keep it, but by no means is it clean. maybe without my slovenly ways, my apartment will slowly straighten itself up, everything moving to a slightly more acceptable position, with all the stealth of toys come to life in the middle of the night.
4:22 AM
