old bones: Apr. 23, 2003 (7:27 pm)

today i talked like a bad mom to my bad girl caitlin. i read in the library until my mom could pick me up and then i walked around the neighborhood and later drank green tea. i feel asleep listening to owen with the sun setting through my window. sometimes when i lay on my bed i urgently feel like i need to stop myself from falling. i think caitlin bought me sandals this afternoon. paul's mugs painfully retain heat. but his heart was in the right place. he's much stronger than i am and he wants to be a soldier. i wonder if he'll come back and be the next tim o'brien and i'll be a dinosaur. and when it looks like summer outside we'll be able to go play.

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