Another night of self pity.
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I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die.
I am me.
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Saturday, September 08, 2007, 4:00 PM
I gathered the last ounce of energy in me to open the weathered wooden door. Collapsed at the sight of my bed. Couldn't be bothered with hygiene and habits.I tugged out the sweater and threw it at the foot of my bed. I was that tired. Tired from nights of Statistic and Cost Accounting. My palm sized brains, now feels pulp-like from all the cramping of information. Like a bear, I need to get into hibernation. One more paper, killer paper. Just hang on for 3 days. Just hang on.