November 5th, 2004

into this night i wander

I still catch you looking at me with those eyes from time to time...

Sometimes I repeat myself. This time I caught myself before I could. More could be said, but saying the words gives them flesh and makes them real. Better that they remain as phantoms locked away in my mind than letting them loose on an unsuspecting populace. One day I'll say everything that needs to be said. Let's pray it isn't in my last breath...