July 5th, 2005

Narcissi

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I need to not be here. I need to not fight tears back all day while working with people who grate my every damaged nerve. I need to not have "Amazing Grace" and "The Ballad of the Green Beret" running through my head, with visions of a 21-gun salute on a warm Colorado day in the forefront.

I need it to be August. Can't it be August already?