plan: Dec. 07, 2002 (8:02 am)

last weekend i felt like we were the only ones dancing, the only ones happy so i was pleased to be part of an energetic excited crowd. that kept pushing us forward on to each other. who didn't hurt. who didn't hurt.

i've been really maternal lately but i suppose it's because people have been taking care of me too.

i don't want to think about you anymore. this is getting old. this is getting old. i know it's a game. it cycles. and it's not because we're so in love. it's because we never will have what we had when we were younger. we will never love each other in that way again. (and i don't want to try agan.)

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