Emerald Ink: words

Tuesday, December 6, 2005

words

I didn't sleep well last night. Odd dreams. I hope I get all the stories I want to write written before I die. I'm going to be forty in feb. Forty's not old. Yet I get hives when I go to work and my hair is this beautiful silver color. *sigh* What has any of that got to do with writing? I've ground... Sign in to see full entry.

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