3/23/98
Walking to my house one day, I saw many great things. The broken glass on the sidewalk, dangerous, yet so beautiful. The rays of sun hit the shards, and the colors are revealed, like an abalone shell. The outside may look deceiving, but when you truly see the object in all it's glory, what a sight! The blue sky on one side, and the dark grey on the other...seems almost as if they are in corners, and getting ready to approach one another to fight. The familiar voice of a friend, rambling on about everything and nothing, but there is a comforting feeling in her voice. These things keep me calm, and without them I fear my life would be more dull than it already is. Thank the stars that they're here.
