7:12 a.m. - January 21, 2003
A better day it shall be, it will me, it must be
Today will be better, I'm counting on that. Overcast, rainy, gloomy and gray and I prefer it to the cool sunshine we've had lately.
The trick is to stop feeling sorry for myself and magnifying what I consider to be mistakes because the bottom line is still No Regrets, though perhaps that rings hollow. I don't understand why I'm caught up in doom-and-solitude worries lately but I've had enough for a while.
A better day, today.
I'm off to school.
