Tuesday 19 October 1999

Shoring cont rematermin stains noticistres.

meta-date: Tue Oct 19 07:45:00 1999

It happened again.  I am not sure of her feelings, she is not sure of mine - we stumble around the point, gradually drawing closer until we fall into an awkward embrace.  Our lips meet. I awaken - heart racing - shocked from sleep by the impossibility of it.  The moment gone - I try to achieve it once more by turning over and going back to sleep, but it doesn't come.  I hate when things stop just when they are getting good.