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Aug. 15th, 2005
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Aug. 15th, 2005 07:22 pm*listens to Simon and Garfunkel's "Concert in Central Park"*
"In the clearing stands a boxer,
and a fighter by his trade.
And he carries the reminders
of every glove that laid him down,
and cut him 'til he cried out."
Okay, I'm not a bit less depressed. But life is better. I remember living through this. I remember living through more than this. I'm still here.
"After changes upon changes,
we are more or less the same."
"In the clearing stands a boxer,
and a fighter by his trade.
And he carries the reminders
of every glove that laid him down,
and cut him 'til he cried out."
Okay, I'm not a bit less depressed. But life is better. I remember living through this. I remember living through more than this. I'm still here.
"After changes upon changes,
we are more or less the same."