Below are the 4 most recent journal entries recorded in 1ik's LiveJournal:

Monday, March 5th, 2007
1:55 am	the suggested route would be I return shortly thus; reacquaint with each other recommit this journey only then appraise the elements of what might a good plan seem and watch the Lord shift our path. We wed each other. This represents an agreement of action, of aligned intentions. In particular that our relationship is firmy tethered to His will; we begin and end with him; we freely commit to follow, to obey. I will be steadfast in supporting her, I will be gentle in moments of her being weak. I will put her wellbeing above mine. In her unspoke fears, I am loyally hers and will give her space but orchestrate what I need to protect her. I love her, I love her, and I am infatuated with her throughout all this Looking sharp. Turned a corner. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, June 20th, 2004
5:18 am	5 in the morning can't sleep, in part jet-lagged, in part adverse lifestyle choices. sniffling+sneezing unemployed squarely 2 months messed about with QuickTime, Windows Media Player, RealOne; uninteresting iTunes now available in Europe, but what a shame not here shuffled on in love- calm, knowing, ?diminished ferocity Swedish lake / random Dublin park bench /mesmerised by flickering light through windows while commuting hmm, savouring a)the slow movement b)latitude to free-associate, contemplate, appraise c)realise the sensation of being alive (quasi-noxious: pangs, missing, cold, stinging, anxiety) d)learn empirically - whilst commuting dissolve and coalesce ideas, as you would do clouds shed impediment that is +65, so:where next? unable, unfortunately to arise early (?deliberately thwarted) on a Sunday distilling a new friendship from a neglected old one (are we there yet?) upcoming baby appraisals x2, weddingsx4: feel placid at this point in the morning; null response flatlined (Comment on this)
Tuesday, April 13th, 2004
1:25 am	better 1:15 in the morning, bleary-eyed (still) in hospital, feeling strangely fine. Nearly 3 weeks to the end, I've already got a foot out the door, entirely ready to leg it, to wiggle away under everyone's noses. They're wheeling out someone who's just died an hour back, his family's all cleared out, the grieving's trickled out with them. Internally this draws a null response - I've been at this too long evidently. Seemingly nothing rattles me, or have I sought to disentangle myself and in doing so shed the person that is me? Not entirely convinced this to be true; I'm all wound up ready to leap (squarely into nothing I know now), and I revel in dark delight that I haven't a clue where this journey heads - but there won't be a time as heady as this - something pleasant abrew, a sense of going places, (yet)needing absolutely nothing, on a knife edge, on the brink of blinding assortment of possibilities (but strangely serene to realise I won't have to actually chose any of them myself), the prospect of mayhem and winding more people up, absolutely fabulous all things considered. Off to bed, without a doubt in 5 minutes my beeper's going to go off, whereupon I'll be unable to hide my glee - so long, suckers. Yes, __ you Kings of New England. Etc. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, March 23rd, 2004
2:50 am	debut poo. (3 Comments |Comment on this)