It's strange, in the days that I've felt incredibly lonely, I've also been able to realize how blessed I am. I may be the only person in my too big for one person apartment, but I know if I needed it any one of those people in my circle would drop what they were doing if I needed them.

I got to thinking on my way back from Chispa's house on the east side about fate. How did it happen that I would find someone I can connect with so well? Sometimes I think that she knows me better than myself. I can't keep anything from her and I often find myself needing to talk to her about certain things because I know she'll knock sense in me.

As I drove back on the 10 to the 5 and then back to the 10 I got a little weepy. She's leaving, again. This time it's not so far as Mexico City, but it'll be for a longer time. She'll be in the same country and same state only about 380 miles away in my favorite city.

I feel so blessed. I've been working once again on her graduation gift. It's coming along better now. I decided to title it Cinco A�os: Words, Sights and Sounds.

I added the sounds to it and have been working on a mix CD for her from songs that remind us of the last five years. I'm proud of my CD's... but I'm still not done.

Being a perfectionist sucks.

Me siento: unsure
Escuchando: chispa's mix, disc 2, "tren al sur" por prisioneros

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