the definition of insanity
i suddenly found myself sitting on a chair in the middle of the little hallway in my room, completely alone, pushing one of those noiseless vacuums over the same spot of carpet over and over again. should i be worried? it's interesting, though, how this one little act points out so many different things about my personality. I am obsessive, hence the activity being repeated. I tend to lose myself completely in my own thoughts. I like being alone. I like sitting in places I've never sat before; it gives you a whole new perspective on life, kind of like alignment work in Joanie's class.
well, that's enough self-examination for one day.
boys are silly and stupid... but I still don't want to throw rocks at them.
and, as much I sometimes enjoy being alone, I have never wanted someone to cuddle with so much in my life.
goodnight world.
well, that's enough self-examination for one day.
boys are silly and stupid... but I still don't want to throw rocks at them.
and, as much I sometimes enjoy being alone, I have never wanted someone to cuddle with so much in my life.
goodnight world.