Wednesday April 14, 1993
10:25pm getting ready for bed
Well I’ve come to the end of yet another journal, which still finds me alone to manipulate the Grateful Dead, it’s been a strange, lonely trip. Of course I have to end volume 6 of my life on a vaguely hopeful note. Maybe #7 will indeed be lucky and writing #7 will include love. Love that perhaps some male will feel for me. Perhaps? Who knows what could happen. I finished this book in four months, I think that is a rcord. Well, I guess, this is the end. To quote Langston Hughes, “Sometimes when I’m lonely/ Don’t know why/ Keep thinking I won’t be lonely/ By and by.”
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Nightie night. Sleep tight.
I never noticed before, but you have great eyebrows. Congrats on goin’ the distance!
Hooray for you. I feel privileged. Thanks.
Charles
(the guy from IA, in IN, trying to get to MN.)
Jodi, you have the same cute little face as Jaycee.
Good morning/good night, and thank you for sharing these pieces of yourself with us.
Sweet smoochy dreams.
You look like I feel… and I just woke up! Need to find aspirin.
Good job, by the way! Well worth the price of admission. 🙂