bridge: Jan. 19, 2002 (6:51 pm)

the sky was completely white, so much that it appeared that white was the color it was intended to be. and all around was white, grey and brown. and it was beautiful.unfortunatly this beautiful world is harsh and i could not go out with paul.

the closer and closer it gets to our date the more nervous i get. it's weird to have something you've imagined for so long come true. to build a bridge between those two worlds. i'm a bit afraid that i won't do everything i say. but i think it will probably all be fine.

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