Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter

Wednesday, August 20, 2003

I haven't been myself the past couple of days. Maybe its the heat, or stress. Or maybe just my own insecurities. But if I came off sounding unduly urgent to anyone, I sincerely apologize. I have a feeling that things will even out soon enough. And even if they don't, it won't be the end of the world. So now onto the task at hand, which is always a challenge. "I have a story to tell." I need to pick a good one for next Friday. Remembering Moulton? Nah, that's too long. I will come up with something, maybe even something new. Remember this: Spoken Word rules...

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