i listen to the morning news on public radio in the morning when i wake up. In the last year, it was not uncommon for me to have cried twice before 8am. Sometimes i would drift in and out of sleep, and iraq-afghanistan-soldiers-torture would meld into my dreams. Sometimes when I woke up I would be unable to distinguish between the real world and my nightmares.

These days, i listen to the news with a smile on my face. if this is hope, i'll have some more, please.

10:32 a.m. - 2009-01-23