Friday, February 29, 2008
As a girl I lit fire to my room because I had to read.
Now, instead of sneak reading with a towel draped over the lamp, I sit in the glow of the computer screen, writing.
In the first hours of the day I wonder that I am too late, it is too much, I have too little.
For tonight, I am too tired.
Posted by Meg at 11:39 PM