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about insights hesays/shesays mmhmm
joanna faith
"Teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom." Psalms 90:12
till she graduates

Monday, October 27, 2008, 2:21 AM

anywhere but now

sing me a song
bake me a cake
write me a letter
pass me the remote to forward time
............

im feeling pretty hollow
no, i'm not a tree
though if i fuzz up my hair and stand upright
i could pass off as one
............

count up 60 days and more 'cause right now doesn't fit me.
.............

i feel like baking. it somehow lets you make something pretty and do something useful; practical. And at the end of it all, you feel gratified.
i wish i had someone to bake for..

p.s. oh, did i tell you? i got my visa