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Tuesday, January 24, 2006. A day shall soon come,. I will wake up then. Death comes in the night. The bell tolls three times. Robin and lark, singing. Their songs of precious new birth. Spring has come at last. Drawing, reading, thinking. Happy, hopeful, strength, secure. Tiring, lying, sleeping. Sleepy, sleepy, sleepy, sleepy.

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Sunday, May 21, 2006. The sky darkened, the temperature dropped and the wind began to howl. A nasty storm was on its way. Frenziedly a family scampered to their shlter. An underground lair designed to keep them safe, in case of an emergency. Down there they were prepared for the worst. You sit alone outside Au Bon Pain.

Sunday, May 21, 2006. On the walls of every stall is the daily news. The smell of smoke stays with your clothes,. And along the floor, a. And the smell of unlashed toilet is just so foul. There is no hot water or paper towels,. School was actually fun when I was a child. And doing my homework was actually cool.