seethingblue's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- january girl i am all winter to your touch hours to go before the first school day of the new year....not a few hours but many....perhaps 32 or so to be exact...and i am cold to the thought of arriving on sticky, gum-wadded sidewalks that criss-cross and wind around buildings that lop over like stucco leaning towers...and librarys with only two entrances and no revolving doors and the smokers with their leather side bags crossing long and lanky legs before my path....and waiting for class to begin, to end...waiting saturday has brought with it the memory of steamy windows to fight the drop in temperature and coloring books with the smell of a fresh box of crayons and blue socks with silver stars i miss saturdays like that when i would listen to the snoring from my parent's bedroom and arise early and eat little and play all day and spend a minimal amount doing homework on the floor...now it is out again and averting gazes and dandruff on my sweater and a chicken broth kitchen smell clinging to my sweater.... and its not better or worse just different.... love, michele 3:31 p.m. - 2002-01-05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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