| Did i finally break down and start writing a journal? entry 4: the more things change... wow. it's been... a long time... do you ever try and think back to your most charished memory? a day in your life when everything was so heartbreakingly perfect? i've been mulling the question around in my head and i have to say the time that comes to me most vividly is the day i left georgia, while kari and i were at the airport 'waiting' for my plane to board... it's not that it's a happy memory really, i didn't want to leave, and being there was probably the happiest i've ever been, but when kari took my sharpie to mark out the word 'paul' in the phrase 'i <3 paul frank' i wished that moment would never end. it's funny how MY happiest moment is connected to saddness in leaving and having to miss someone so much.... it's also funny how i try so hard to think of times that life was beautiful when i'm at my saddest. i dont think i've cried like that since my grandma's funeral... 9-30-03 |