2000-05-07 - 2am

what i read affects me.

reading dark semi-gothic comics makes me a velvety sort of happy.

the darkness is nice sometimes.

i walk outside to sit on the front steps of my house and hug myself when the mildness sets in. stepping lightly, sandaled toes hit the pavement and it's not a quiet nite at all. there is the wind. loud and cliched, it sweeps down the block, making tree branches bend and i get slight chills that make me shiver violently (i've always been prone to that kind).

so dark, so lovely. blotted images everywhere and my neighborhood looks different, with white-headed widespread dandelions and an orange glow.