I will not die an unlived life I will not live in fear of falling Or of catching fire I choose to inhabit my days To allow my living to open me Making me less afraid More accessible To loosen my heart So that it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise I choose to risk my significance. To live so that that which comes to me as seed Goes to the next as blossom And that which comes to me as blossom Goes on as fruit. --Donna Markova

Tuesday, November 04, 2003

Maybe later

I just wrote this great, passionate blog about how society is morally bankrupt, but then I accidentally deleated it and now I need to do homework...fate? Maybe...I'll probably blog it out later tonight...but don't hold your breath on my account.

Katie