More Random Thoughts from My Journal

Me in my pre-dystonia days.

Here's some more stuff I wrote in my journal back when fiction writing was just an aspiration that seemed almost impossible.

And here's the previous part!

Wednesday, April 9, 1997, 2:16 a.m.

It's late. It early. I'm trying to do the journal thing again.

I can hear the wind rattling against the outside of the house. Either that or …