01.29.2003 10:15 am
diamonds

Today is a strange day. Lost day? No, but something akin.

I talked with B last night about love vs. being in love. He doesn't distinguish between the two. I find it's nice to distinguish, because. After a long pause, I simply typed a period after that "because". I love Corey, and Anna, and Amy. I'm in love with J... I guess. We'll see about that. I have crushes on at least two people, neither of whom would make a good boyfriend (yeah, they're both boys). It's human touch I miss the most...

"The nights were long and cold and scary. Can we live through February?"

I was sleeping on Corey's bed, and Graham got up on the bed and sat against me. His back was against my stomach, and his arms rested on my shoulders and my hips. I wanted to curl up around him, for the feeling of it, but then it was Graham. He's cool, but not someone I want for a snuggle-buddy.

"I have lost to February..."

This morning, the courtyard is a rum cake made of diamonds, soaked in some amber liquor. Sweet air, but solid, the cold brilliance of diamonds.

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