Friday, October 31, 2003

Entering Myself

In twelve hours I start something that scares me. I don't know that I completely agree with it. I know that there's a part of me that feels very dumb. Something that Arturo said in an IM earlier today made me feel a little better. We were discussing how stupid I feel and he referenced that even the best lawyers hire other lawyers to represent them in court.

I've never been good at asking for help.

I just realized as I'm typing that I never called Jeremy back today. I said I would. It's 3:45am. I think I'll go and leave him a quick e-mail during my break. He invited me to goto a cemetery to watch a movie. Jeremy is totally creative that way. ((And no, I'm not talking about myself in the 3rd person... it's Jeremy Irvine.))

How come the cuticle skin creeps up after you push it down? Perhaps it grows as the nail grows? They both just keep growing. Growing... growing. And here I am.

Growing but not learning. Or... learning and not listening to myself.

I just don't feel like writing lately with so much rampage inside.