Today I am alive.
Today I am making chicken stock with two chickens.
Today I am drinking tea.
Today I have a fountain pen to write with.
Today I can think about today.
Today I am alive.
There is despair. There is grief. There is anger, and loneliness.
But today I alive.
Today I can drink tea.
Today I can make chicken stock with two chickens.
So today is a good day.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
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