" there are no coasts in bangkok "

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yet another publicly posted note to self:

you begin to have an inkling of how your life might turn out, if you're lucky enough to be able to communicate with the powers that be.

you start to plan out what to say, how to say it, and when the right time to state it will be. then you have to make sure to remain calm. the sense of anger never helps anyone ever, unless you are trying to win a staring contest. then looking angry or foolish usually causes the other person to break down in laughter.

you are going to get through this. you will be able to say to yourself you are a strong person, and that things can only get better, because this is not your life yet. you haven't been through enough here to say that enough is enough.

instead, you're in this gray middle area, where everything is just sort of okay. except for the promise of tomorrow and whatever blisses that might hold.

for the time being, you're doing okay. you have pseudo-friends, the internet keeps you grounded in reality; apple keeps you anchored in reality here. the nice terrestrial kind, where you find out you're human after all. you can tell that she might be a keeper, cause she just happens to smell great all the time. qualities like that and humor are hard to come by.

so buck up little camper, there's a long way yet.

and since nothing is going to stop the days from folding over like the leaves of autumn, i suppose there's not much you can do but go go gadget optimism...and so on and so forth.

i believe in you.

i wonder what next week'll be like...

remember to smile inside and out,

you (meaning me)

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