Dec 6, 2002

An itch in the eye

I wish the decision fairy would visit me tonight and tap my head with a sparkly, star-topped wand and bid me awaken with clarity and certainty and a sure sense of what to do.

Instead, I will likely be visited by nasty memorial dreaming and false starts and the morning song of the garbage fellows.

Well, best get to it.

posted by Mary Forrest at 3:44 AM | Back to Monoblog

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