{ fray day 3 }

Where are you today?

day in and day out. it is the same in some obscure wellknown way. wondering just who and why.

I know where I am now. the unbearable realization that I will be here tomorrow haunts me.

reallife is as real as this.

R M Walker {wax@slap-af.dk}

      

      

This month, I'm 24.

I've received my degree. I've gotten myself married to the one I'll love forever.

I'm still working at a dead end job and thinking about going back to school. I still don't know what I want to do with my life but it isn't putting up with rude people and their demands unless I like filling those demands. Right now, I have my own demands and they are small. I want to produce some art and photography that I can be proud of and show off.

I want to pay off my student loans..argh! I want that big dent in the nose of my VW Bug to be gone. I want to go slower. I want to change the world.

I want to teach people of love and the differences between themselves without them going at each other's throats, without ideologies causing wars, without the pain of have and have nots, without fear.

I am a mediator with no outlet. I am an artist with no patron. I am a man. I am a husband. I am a son. I am you. I am your friend. I am someone you pass on the street and may never know.

This month I'm 24 and the world is ahead of me.

Scott {frayposter@metadrift.com}


Sitting here in So. Calif. with a horrible sore throat (4 days now) and feeling up and down, up and down, up and down. I'm happy and sad because one of my good friends just had a heart attack the other day, at a very young age, and I wonder if he is going to continue his self destructive ways. It's a semi-sunny early Fall day here, the changing of seasons, which always makes me feel like a chance for new beginnings. I hope so...

Diane

      

      
FOUR MINUTES DEAD HEARTATTACK THEY SAID TWO MONTHS NOW STILL STANDING UPRIGHT NOT AT ALL UPTIGHT KNOW WHAT TO EXPECT BEEN THERE THATS ALL

CJ {Buttyjones@aol.com}


Happy 3rd fray! Today I am at a point between yesterday and tomorrow and I dont know where the hell it is. If life is a book then mine has been the pages torn apart at the edges at that hurts, a bit too much at times I confess. But finally after years of hiding from myself I am at last trying to come out albeit slowly.Most of the times I still continue to observe the person that inhabits this sttrange body of mine and wonder is that really me? No I have not stopped trying to go home, or thrown away the knives that beg me to cut me wrists with their fury and I doubt I ever will. The difference is that now I hold them gently keep them aside once their deeds have been done.

Manizeh {Ananya3@hotmail.com}

      

      
graduated (not quite)
  married
    homeowner
  phat job
24
  retirement plan
    life insurance
  happy
SCARED

MD {me@mostdangerous.com}


Today I am here NOW, yesterday I was there NOW, tomorrow I will be there NOW. There is only, the NOW. Shower the people you love with love..

happy 3rd fray

Ron {palmcom@squirrel.com.au}

      

      
content.

auckland. new zealand.

(listening to sting in the sun)

ian {ianjtoimata@netscape.net}


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