sorry, did i say laryngitis? i meant plague. or perhaps some heretofore unknown variant of afro-asian todesflu.
now will someone shoot me?
rather more than you needed to know
sorry, did i say laryngitis? i meant plague. or perhaps some heretofore unknown variant of afro-asian todesflu.
now will someone shoot me?
louisa 2 November 2001 at 14:34
i’ve been trying to post since 10/31 and been unable to. my hosting provider insists that my site is running normally. i am ill and it’s day two of nanowrimo and i’m still at word zero. but i did write this the other night (on all hallow’s eve), and if i can’t post it in the body of my site, perhaps i can post it here:
there was this girl one time who spent a whole big chunk of her life trying to figure out what she might be good at, and never stopping to see what she was. and lots of things happened to her and lots of things she made happen and some were good and some were bad and there was laughter and there were tears and there were all the good and difficult things that this world has to offer, and then there came a day when she just stopped. only for a moment, stopped and just felt it. felt her life and the changing of the colors and the changing of her body and the changing of her heart and she looked in the mirror and saw a clear light shining there. and the years and the tears and the love and the sorrow stopped dragging her down and started holding her up. and the world opened. and the night was clear and crisp and cold and the moon was full.
and she sang and she danced and she gave thanks.
i give thanks. for this day and that day and those between and those to come. and for all of you who have been there.
now hear this.
louisa 2 November 2001 at 18:23
i’ve been trying to post since 10/31 and been unable to. my hosting provider insists that my site is running normally. i am ill and it’s day two of nanowrimo and i’m still at word zero. but i did write this the other night (on all hallow’s eve), and if i can’t post it in the body of my site, perhaps i can post it here:
there was this girl one time who spent a whole big chunk of her life trying to figure out what she might be good at, and never stopping to see what she was. and lots of things happened to her and lots of things she made happen and some were good and some were bad and there was laughter and there were tears and there were all the good and difficult things that this world has to offer, and then there came a day when she just stopped. only for a moment, stopped and just felt it. felt her life and the changing of the colors and the changing of her body and the changing of her heart and she looked in the mirror and saw a clear light shining there. and the years and the tears and the love and the sorrow stopped dragging her down and started holding her up. and the world opened. and the night was clear and crisp and cold and the moon was full.
and she sang and she danced and she gave thanks.
i give thanks. for this day and that day and those between and those to come. and for all of you who have been there.
now hear this.