Sunday, February 29, 2004
And so doubt creeps in.
The question remains, though. Why?
I never did get the chance to call You "Dr C."
It's been a long five years.
And, grasping for words to describe my state of mind now, my condition comes up, rather pathetically
"desolate"
but stable.
It doesn't take some stupid online questionaire to dream up these self-descriptions. Just a few moments of quiet solitude.
The question remains, though. Why?
I never did get the chance to call You "Dr C."
It's been a long five years.
And, grasping for words to describe my state of mind now, my condition comes up, rather pathetically
"desolate"
but stable.
It doesn't take some stupid online questionaire to dream up these self-descriptions. Just a few moments of quiet solitude.
