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And just when I think things are going along fine, Along comes a little remindser of the fact that life isn't happening to me. I remember one time when I had to walk home.. I forget where I was comig from. I'm not too sure that matters. But, it started to rain, and while everyone else was either running for cover, or rolling up their car windows.. I was just walking. I kept the same pace, and I smiled to myself.. silently enjoying the fact that I was alone with myself in the rain. I talk to people.. all kinds of people.. from all different places. I'm good at talking.. I like to talk. But everytime I talk to someone, I silently think.. "maybe it's him." But if you ever ask me, I'll tell you I'm happy.. that I don't want or need the warmth of someone else. I'm such a hypocrite. On the outside, I'm the happiest of happy. but maybe on the inside, I'm searching.. maybe i'm calling out to you.. to walk me home in the rain. Currently reading: This month's Maxim Listening to: Tami Hart - Obsessing Myself Thinking of - rainstorms -*-*-*- 20 Oct 02
that it is part of the destiny of the human race in its gradual improvement to leave off eating animals.." -HD Thoreau 
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