a concerted effort to lighten up...

can you take me away from this place,
give me a weapon to fight this pain?

I will take the sun
hold it in my hand
when we both believe
then the pain just can't win

so don't let go
come on hold me tight
we'll face our sorrow
be done with the fight

I will derail desperation train
I will derail desperation

--death by stereo


here it is 2002, and I'm bored. you know the routine, if you know me. my mom might say I'm just being an aries, but it's probably a bit more than just that. I want more. I feel like I can accomplish something, but I'm beginning to understand what kind of time change takes. nothing huge, or life-altering appearing all at once. just a slow, deliberate movement toward what I desire.

let's go to the tape...

manic