mood:
it is time for bed. i slept horribly last night. so, now i sit here and enter words into this journal, drinking a glass of wine. this will help me sleep.
soon i will unlock this diary. i am in the process of deleting or transferring entries that are really personal to me; some thing are just too private to share with all of you randoms.
wine is gone. my bed beckons.
goodnight.
11.30.01 1:03 am
unlocked?
unlocked?