I didn't make it to the doctor because the bus arrived late. Did make it to Barnes and Noble and was so anxious I didn't enjoy myself as fully as I normally do. Settled myself at a table with a cafe' mocha and a cream cheese bagel and wrote rambling entries into a paper journal accented with bright colored stickers I loved pasting there. Came home. Watched TV slept. Not a bad day. Not a good day. It was, nonetheless, a day.
Friday, August 27, 2004
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