It’s funny really –that the last few entries I’ve typed I never posted here. This one should at least be entertaining but I apologize now for the length. I have much to say. My fingers are trembling from a lack of nourishment and my stomach is in a knot. Maybe I’ll go to Java city after this and get my caffeine fix. Lord knows I’ll need it before my lab.
Today is sept 11,07. Oh, stop that! Don’t roll your eyes and tell me to move on (I’m sure someone out there did!). When I think of Pearl Harbor I feel bad about that tragedy too… a tragedy is a tragedy… I will not be inhuman about it and when I think of this day… I remember all of the stories I’ve heard of the people who died. I put up an American flag in my window today- just like the chain letter commanded me to do, last night when I was checking my e-mail. An ex-lovers mother sent it to me. I was surprised that I was still on her mailing list and that she would know that I am still in support of our efforts to win over terrorism both here and overseas. But I bet she’d be surprised to know that her son, God bless him, is still in my prayers every night when I plead and praise my Lord. Not for any reason of my own –but for his health and safety. These cannot be taken for granted you know… not since the fall of mankind- impersonal –we all have this in common- not being able to take for granted these things I mean.. Oh dear I’ve begun to ramble…
9/11 –I realized this morning that I don’t have any American T-shirts to support our country… I have 2 to support pro-life and numerous CMU shirts… and even a few different religious groups. Sometimes wearing your opinion on your sleeve is easier than making vocal statements… what do you think?
Ok maybe I’ll not make this as long as I thought -do to hunger… but I swear I will return soon dear Journal… (to remind myself) -I must inform you about “The Perfect Day”- and an interesting poem by Browning… *sigh* some days I seriously think I can feel the earth moving on it’s axes… spinning spinning spinning… in constant movement… it’s like a giant marry go round… why do I allow myself to continue moving when I'm so sleep deprived?
Love, Peace, and Prosperity