it's monday. again. haven't posted here in a while. see, the problem is, i haven't really been here in my dorm until yesterday night. and that was spent unpacking. i have a lot of crap. i just totally realized that. i also have been so busy with band work and everything... it's taken me a while to get things done. i'm using the communal comps right now, actually -- not half bad. they're fast and fun.
and now for something completely different:
frigid
it's surprisingly cold up here
i'm wearing three layers
no one knows who i really am.
they know my name
they know what i do
but all they really know
is what i tell them.
truth be told
i don't know who i am.
i don't know anyone who does.
does god?
sometimes i wonder about him.
he doesn't do many things often anymore.
it's so cold
my teeth chatter sometimes
and mumble incoherent pieces of misinformation.
i know these things won't matter in a while
but for right now
it matters so much
because it's so cold...
it's cold...
i'm freezing.
8.19.2002
you feel so small sometimes
miguel
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