sand: Jun. 05, 2002 (2:22 pm)

lately, i've been wondering how impossibly different my life would be if anna and i were still friends? and then realizing her's probably wouldn't change at all.

when i came he was laying on the floor like sand, but rose to laugh in my ear telling me that gary told him not to ask what i got on my exam (because i earned five points more than my fellow leader in thought). the other night i said how much i hated quick, accidental touches--missed when i would grab someone's arm and leave it there. 'no, it's not always accidenal.' or is it so accidental he just hasn't noticed?

twenty four and one half hours until late sunsets, long nights, large piles of books and lengthy conversations.

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