Friday, November 17, 2006

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Today, I was working on something that was all the way over my head. I got so frustrated I felt like crying. All I want need to do is to talk to you. You, in turn, will come up with things that completely rebuild my shattered confidence. And at the end, my dear, the world will turn out just okay. Gosh, I miss you.

We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have we found?
The same old fears
Wish you were here