a r a j a n e . d i a r y l a n d . c o m

- // 2002-09-09

i wish i could make sense, but i can't. everything is a blur. all i remember is part of a flight, a little baby sucking on my finger in lieu of a bottle, a headache, trying to run up a hill in germany and looking down on a sweet town, c waking up in the middle of the night because we're all reversed, seeing the army base with all the soldiers in berets, more headache, and, and, and...

that's it.

i am very tired.

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