baggage's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I Can Wait Until The Tide Turns Around I woke up this morning firmly believing in Saturday. I thought about my usual Saturday routine (head shave, studio, dinner somewhere with Girl-Unit, gig), and rose from my bed with a clatter that was at once surprising and disappointing. Disappointing of course because it is not Saturday-but Friday. The cruelty of the clock slaps me in the face again. And its sting depresses me-because there are plenty of folks who would love to turn back the clock. And here I am wishing I could kick it forward. 1:16 p.m. - 2001-06-22 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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