dear a lil diddy diary,
the last time i ate those little tiny bananas was in california. and by the way, in my earlier posting yesterday when i said i was in california four years ago- it wasn't four years- it was three years. the year was 2008. for some reason i have talked myself into thinking it is 2012. i lose track of time easily. it seems to slip away so fast. it is painful to remember how fast it all slipped by me. i watched a show on tv the other day about life after death and when some people get really scared they report seeing flashes of their whole life present before them as if they were last ditch memories to take with them- if something awful were to happen. i get these kind of mini flash memories all day long- little bursts of mini-movies that can be triggered by a noise or a smell- or anything really. but i don't feel like ima die everyday- i don't feel scared- or like the feeling of impending doom. so why do i see these little mini movie memories all day? if evil were to touch me again- like it has tried to before- i will survive- i am a strong willed whore. my beautiful fun filled life has been full of much reward and if the past is any indication- it is soon time for a soaking of much more.
