Toward something better

There are some things about me that are just plain silly.

I don't like the word "towards". Why waste the "s"?

I get this sinking feeling when waiters bring the check that won't go away until the tab is paid.

I don't want to be famous, I don't want to make a lot of money, I'm not interested in esteem or prestige.

My heart is broken nearly every day.

I fall in love just as often.

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This page contains a single entry by Jeremy published on December 2, 1998 12:00 AM.

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