2005-07-12 - 10:46 a.m.
Said goodbye this morning. Sad. I'll miss you like fucking crazy.
Then drove home and nearly died via a huge truck, lots of rain, and fog. But then I didn't. I have a fever.
They got me a carrot cake at work since I'm leaving. I like carrot cake more than chocolate cake now. I never want cake anymore, though.
Everything in the past feels gone, everything right now feels blurry, everything coming feels so shiny it's sharp.
Sharp and shiny like a poorly folded golden origami swan. Duck. Goose. Something. I need to buy one more roll of packing tape and find one more cardboard box.
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I'm so happy.
