seethingblue's Diaryland Diary

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monday monday monday

inner-substance like marshmallows,

i approach the intersection with extreme caution.

i try to think of other things like License to Drive with the two Coreys. i think about how they took a picture of heather graham's chest when she was sleeping. or how the driving test was based on whether the coffee spilled from the dashboard. and i roll past the old K-Mart which has become a Publix. there is a small coffee shop tucked in there with a red neon sign. it seems pathetic and lost amid the green and white cleanliness of it's larger commercial companion. and there's Hopkin's Eatery with its new location-- they have ferns swinging in the window and Icky-- from Godby and the ghostlike, frosted window past, works there and told me once that he was thinking of dropping out of school. i thought things would be much more romantic and rebellious in high school, like an S.E. Hinton novel, and that my adulthood would be like Danielle Steele. But when i see people from the past, i am content with the mundane, the established mediocrity that cannot compare to anything else. i am so afraid of giving up my backseat childhood.

11:35 - 08 May, 2003

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