It's almost the designated time for sleep that I have so assigned myself tonight. Conveniently, I am tired. I'm feeling a little more free.
I miss seeing my mom and sister. I think about how Laney used to call Sarah, "Sarah Sparkles." I flash a time when we were in Dana Point with Jared back in 1998. Sarah was so young then. I really have involved my family with the guys I've dated. I remember the nights on Mom's couch in the Laguna Niguel apartment that Randy and I made ourselves fit on after playing Oni. It's always been easy sharing those who become appendages of myself, but much harder for me to share the core from which those appendages grow from.
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The daily jazz of my mind, as pure & honest as possible; but know that words are themselves filters of the original thought/idea.
