I found my journal,
the paper one
and i couldn't believe i hadn't written in it for a year
where did that time go?
a quote i found:
"Loren is the golden opportounity of my life"
i love going back to read what was written, i don't always remember, and then it's a surprise, and takes on a different form, meaning something new now, than it did then

i'm the only one here at work,
the shop is supposed to be open,
but i am afraid i wont know how to help.
no one has knocked yet, either
there was nothing for me to do yesterday
today there is 2 hours of design written up
one job to schedule
i should look busy for when people arrive