2005-03-14 12:55 p.m.

I have since found a notebook that I will transcribe here. I know not what their timeframe or subject but I do know that it was circa 2002.

Suffer from misery
two hour wait to get checked in
two hour wait to board
Where's the nearest bar!

(this was on the way back from Georgia)

Help me
Take my feet off the ground
Keep me
afloat sans attachments
I long to be temporary
I long to be free from possessions

Beautifully ephemeral
So much joy it hurt
The goodbye was so awkward
Chuggin ahead on Martha
Further still from you
Would it hurt any less if we derailed
Would the searing feel of our flesh
torn asunder feel any different?

I was happy...
I could breathe
The train says under the weight of teh city
A woman tries to relax before getting home to the job of being a mother
This time is precious for her...
She is heading home
I just left

The fog is thick here
visibility zero
I see clearer now than I did before...

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