2001-09-10 || 3:40 p.m.

|| melodrama is tragic. ||

i catch myself sometimes, still, at this age, thinking i am caught in a movie. that every move i make is critical and lends itself to the unfolding of some kind of drama. staring wistfully out the window. getting ready to cross a very busy street. walking downtown alone at night, collar up around ears, knapsack secured over shoulder. at night lying in bed alone, staring at the wall, thinking of sad things.

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