Saturday, November 06, 2004

Hope is never lost; it waits in our hearts like a floating feather. Or, it sits there like a stone, weighing us down. Hope is many things--it can lift you and sink you. Remember that. There is a time to abandon it.
- from i'll tell you one damn thing and that's all i know: Selected Journals of Jann Arden

I have a headache.

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