I need so much the quiet of your love / After the day's loud strife...

Kind of sad, kind of sick, kind of hurting. (The Foot That Healed has unHealed itself.)

But then, maybe things aren't really so bad. Sheri was here a minute ago. (I like Sheri, for some obvious and some not-so-obvious reasons.)

I'm tired of spring break. I wish all the likkle kiddies would go back to school and stop clogging our computers and causing trouble. (Bah.)

Once I get in a pattern, I can't bear to mess up the sequence. (I think I'm obsessive like that.)