long walk/short pier
[17 January, 2006 typed at 8:32 p.m.]

one time (a couple of years back,) after a six hour shift at work (12am - 6am) i walked this far home (and fell asleep three or four times while doing so)
back then i didn't know where (in life) i was going.
and i just found out tonight, that i still don't.
there is a friend of mine who i only know is alive because she updates her diary, i haven't spoken to her in two years. i read some emails she wrote me, i read entries that include me and i read the last email i've ever sent her. i wanted to call her, so i grabbed my phone ready to dial her number, but i just stared at it, maybe i knew it wasn't the best time - it'll happen, perhaps just not while i'm sick.
is it weird to know that you don't know where you are going in life, but who with.

away + towards