inspired by calls to taylor, talks with kelly and a text to tim:

I was with a friend of mine. A girl. We had decided to die. We were to go, and donate our bodies. To science i think. As I went the road was dark. I started to fear that in death there wouldn't be darkness, that it wouldn't be peaceful, and that worst of all, I'd be stuck with myself for ever. We were in the office filling out paper work. there were sheets and blankets we had on our backs and our heads. I chickened out. I couldn't do it. she agreed with me. We went back to our families and school. on our way there or our way home, i don't remember. we stopped and were dancing. I was too cose. and it felt to good. I couldn't figure out how she felt about that. I saw imogen. And some kids up in a tree. I was worried the cleaning woman would get mad at them. There was a red spot or dried cement crusted on the tree. They finally agreed with me and went to apologize to her for the damage. I was coming inside with a phone number caroline gave me. I wanted more of the brownie she had made i think. there was a huge bowl of brownie mix. I couldn't figure out the number. nora's little brother? nora was nice. more about a house and music, but i'll stop.

i was also learning music theory. but they were explaining notes in terms of form hue and negative space. i was like oh cool, people do do it this way....

oh

and hope