just finished typing in my poem. could definitely use a second opinion from you. i am so tired, i can't believe i have to wake up in four and a half hours. shit...listening to "shape of my heart" by sting. i'm on the verge of passing out...maybe i'll see you tomorrow. i am going to sleep land where we will relax endlessly on a warm hawaiian island, barely inhabited, drink exotic drinks, wear really cool shades, and walk hand in hand on the beach at night to the sounds of crashing waves.