Shared Thoughts of 4 Former English Students

i published yesterday and deleted today. my conscience poked at me last night after writing bitter things about my ex-girlfriend, who i claim to love. i hear all the lessons about love, about letting go and living on and all that, but i don't know how to make those lessons come true in my heart. i often wonder how much control i have over who i am. perhaps that's my problem--trying to have control at all.

here's my recommended movie: No Direction Home, a documentary of Bob Dylan. when the first half was over, i called it "overly inspiring." my friends kenny and aimee agreed it was "overwhelming." i wanted to stay up for the rest of my life creating whatever is in me.

of course, when i sit down and demand creation from my head, i am stoned dumb.

today i'm in love with the barista at the Crave coffee shop on 39th st. in midtown k.c.

-bl