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Thursday, March 20, 2003
March 20, 2003: 10.45pm
When love beckons you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you, yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you, believe him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste in the garden.
Kahlil Gibran
March 20, 2003: 10.45am
i feel very unsettled today, i feel like i'm waiting for something to happen.
i wish i knew what it was, i'm so uncomfortable, what's around the corner, should i be scared? am i going to mess this up?
i can't concentrate on anything, i should be writing an essay but my thoughts keep drifting and i'm just sitting here unsettled...waiting...
