23rd May 2004 Sunday

If sadness was a colour, it would be the colour of my day. If sadness was a sound, it would be what I would sound like. If sadness was in fact anything of substance, it would be what I am made of.

Don't feel like blogging much......Don't feel like seeing anyone. Don't feel like saying anything. Just feel like lying down on my bed and listen to music and forget everything......