futurebird's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- the poison ivy is always greener on the other side of the ditch Today, after I went to the gym. I stopped and played on the swing set at St. Nick�s park. I suddenly realised that it was summer, and school was out. This is the first summer with no �summer break� in my whole life. It�s an odd feeling to realise that for now at least I�m done with school. I feel a tinge of nostalgia for the days when my parents would drag me off to this farm in Pennsylvania every summer. I hated it. I dreamed about being all grown up while I was there. Then, I thought, I would stay in the city all summer and have great times with my friends. Well, I�ve done it. I�m all grown up and in the city (and not just Cleveland, a even bigger city! New York!) and it�s summer and-- Seem to have forgotten how to get the �friends� bit to work. Hmmmm. Such is life: the poison ivy is always greener on the other side of the ditch. Well, I�ve done some writing. Here are my newest stories: The dog who would not beg 020605_91.html - 2002-06-05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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