2002-01-25
12:29 a.m.

It is late.

I should have gone to sleep an hour ago. But I'm not tired.

This weekend I will see people I haven't seen in a long time; people I only see once a year, if that. For the first time since I walked across that stage, since I graduated, I'm fine. I feel settled. Sure.

They'll never know this of course, because I always act fine. But I'll know it.

And that's enough.

It's not that the old insecurities, the old worries, aren't there. Of course they are. It's just that I don't let them drive me anymore.

I'm fine. For the first time, again.

I'm looking forward to stepping back into the light.


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