the diary passed 100,000 in my sleep. i was thinking this morning i don't like much loud celebrations, but i did howl in the surf yesterday, thinking of my 100,000, because i was hid by the sea wall and the sound of waves, and my dog, it felt good. i like a quiet commemoration, and it doesn't get much quieter than here in the diary, or in sleep. as karin c. said yesterday, i see you every day. i'm thankful for you who come in here with me.