strange how a few hours of darkness can feul a rumbling mean machine.. stoking the fires of disappointment or hurt pride.
of course i regret what i said, thought, wrote, felt the night before.. or in this case the not-so night before. i mean hell, i was writing that last entry at one in the morning or something.. delirious with sleep.
of course i have regrets about it. sure i was angry. but it was more of an indirect reaction to a sideways insult.
i'm not necessarily retracting what was written.. because that was honestly how i felt. and though i don't mean to undercut that entry with this one i am saying that i'm thinking a lot clearer than i was then. i'm calmer and am better able to see why a person could and would choose to cut someone down by any means he, she or they can. its what frustration and disappointment will do to a person... inviting the lash out. besides all that.. the last entry wasn't real potent in the first place
ok. i'm done. i'm off.
mood:: not angry
background:: a segment on muslims, christians and the crusades on the discovery channel
09:14 - Friday, Mar. 26, 2004
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