Journal Writings by E-Joy

April 1999

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Use every bit of space.


Prolong until the crops are at their greenest.


I am parked, but the car next to me is in reverse and I can feel myself moving backwards along with it.


With my headphones on it is difficult to tell if my bodily functions are silent outbursts or not.


The clock changes its time when I look up. One second is as long as it is short.


I am made happy today by one conversation.


Waiting for the bathroom to clear out. How can I describe the smell in there?


Oh Vannette! I can only imagine what you would sound like if your voice worked, but I am left with misspelled words.


Find the integrity.

Author: Lindsay Niemann

Writer | Graphic Artist