3.28.2004



every time i try to catch my confidence, i find myself fishing in a seemingly empty pool.

or worse, i cast my line and sense a bite. but i end up just reeling in a rusty tin can of an old disappointment or the abandoned boot of nervous fear.

and right now, i simply can't afford to be despondent, gloomy or even angry.

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