July 7th, 2001
    Well, tis yet another day.  Amazing how they keep passing one after the next.  It truly is a marvel to me.  I wish I was as contant and as un-impressionable as they days are.  It would probably be nice to know what was ahead, have a clue of the future endevours.  But I suppose that because we are all on some twisted path, some undetermined fate, that is what makes us each so "unique."

     So, what have you done in the past week?  Do you recall?  I swear that this week has gone by and I was not a part of it.  I've withdrawn into myself, into whatever person I am suppose to be.  I hate that I just wrote that..."whatever person I am SUPPOSE to be..."...how is it that I got drawn into that? Fitting into some lil slot that was pre-ordained for me?  I though I had a brain of my own to follow, a heart of my own to guide me.  Maybe I should just let go then...let what will be to be.  I don't know.

     Do you ever find yourself pausing, wondering how you got to the thought that you go to? Backtracking, finding out that your thoughts never seem to have direction or purpose?  I seem to get caught doing that all the time.  I am so lost by my thoughts, left confused, hurt, by my own self.  How is that possible?  You would think that I would have better control...after all, I have had this body, this heart, this mind for over 20 years.  Shouldn't I be able to do something with them by now?  I don't know.  Oh well, I guess everyone needs goals...aspirations. 

     Alright, I've had enough of my insanity for one day...and I need to get back to working.  Keep your eyes open everyone, and your mind even more so.  Bye for now, again...

                                                                                As Always,
                                                                                    Rora
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