May 25th, 2004

And now to fill more pages. My scattered thoughts are more scattered, but there is always room to write. So much has changed since this all started. A maybe-Ambri is nothing now. I'd never even dream. And the past is more clear. I realize what had all happened and how I had thought. Young and naive. So cliche. No shit. I can't wait for Summer, and Summer won't wait for me. But this Summer has to change everything. I need so desperately to work. Earn money and move on. Move. So much to consider. And Ray calls. To tell me to relax. Focus on finals. Save the future for the future. So I listen. But it's all still there in the back of my mind.