getting better 2003-07-22 3:56 p.m.

Somebody came lookin for me last week, and found me. That was a nice change. I think that when you're single life is like living by the airport. You think you tune the planes out and don't hear them, but you don't really know what quiet is until you're elsewhere in a big meadow or something. You only think you're alone until you've reached the next level.