2003-02-12 - 6:13 p.m.

i feel like i am missing something. a piece of the puzzle right in the middle must've been misplaced. or maybe it fell under the table. but i am so cold, and so tired, looking would be a task too large.

so i will sit here, going down the checklist of life, knowing there is one more thing i am supposed to add.

but the pen is dieing, and there is no more paper to write on.

have a good one.

later.