Originally, I thought I was going to talk about life, Omaha, Poetry, HIV, being "special", and surviving the 1980's with only a blown-out set of "gaydar." But now I seemed to have just gone to babblings and poetry.
Sunday, November 21, 2004
I wonder if anyone is reading this. . .
As I sit here depressed over yet another lonley Sunday morning, I wonder if anyone reads these thoughts I tap out as New Order's "Power, Corruption, and Lies" plays in the background. . . I wonder.
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