index | archives | notes Monday, May. 24, 2004 7:32 p.m. << [ Label ] >> This would all be much easier if I could delude myself into thinking there was believe in a God. The shadow has crawled up the wall of my neighbor's house. Soon it will be entirely consumed, and the night will set in. With the night will come the Troubled Children; the Gang Members, the Drug Addicts, the Would-be Vampires, and occasionally, the Lost Little Girl Who Just Likes Staring at the Sky, Wishing For Something Better. Guess which one I am. << | x | >> whatiscopyright.org