i just wanna hold you in my gaze for a while, so i can remember every line around your smile.
I didn't wake up for work at 7am
I didn't wake up for lunch at noon.
I did wake up for dinner at 5.
Grand Total: 16 hours of sleep.
One more day down, sleeping equals losing weight and reducing the time at Asbury. But now I know I will miss it. It's the idealistic community that I will never find again. I know heartache and pain will surely find me wherever I go, but here it is offset. My life feels like it was put on hold at home, but it wasn't. Time is clicking away and I will be 20 before I know it. Whatever happened to my lunch box?
I have been single for two years now. I would love to find someone who sparks that inner warmth that I haven't felt in a long time. Someone to share laughs and cries with. Someone to drink wine with. Someone to let me know when I am being unreasonable. Someone I can spoil. Someone who really knows what I am saying when I am mostly full of shit. My eyes are open, but still I wonder if it is by choice that I am lonely. Why is it that the interests aren't interested and the interested aren't interests? Quite possibly I can't stop living in the past. Am I remembering the good and not realizing the reasons for the end?
I had a great conversation with Mary Dotterweich. I like her last name. Her dad is the network manager for the college. She's a cool kid. I will miss her. We like plenty of the same music. I am trying to make her a lover of Over the Rhine. Talking to her reinforced the idea that I will definitely miss the people here. But, I wont' miss chapel, or the curriculum.
I didn't wake up for lunch at noon.
I did wake up for dinner at 5.
Grand Total: 16 hours of sleep.
One more day down, sleeping equals losing weight and reducing the time at Asbury. But now I know I will miss it. It's the idealistic community that I will never find again. I know heartache and pain will surely find me wherever I go, but here it is offset. My life feels like it was put on hold at home, but it wasn't. Time is clicking away and I will be 20 before I know it. Whatever happened to my lunch box?
I have been single for two years now. I would love to find someone who sparks that inner warmth that I haven't felt in a long time. Someone to share laughs and cries with. Someone to drink wine with. Someone to let me know when I am being unreasonable. Someone I can spoil. Someone who really knows what I am saying when I am mostly full of shit. My eyes are open, but still I wonder if it is by choice that I am lonely. Why is it that the interests aren't interested and the interested aren't interests? Quite possibly I can't stop living in the past. Am I remembering the good and not realizing the reasons for the end?
I had a great conversation with Mary Dotterweich. I like her last name. Her dad is the network manager for the college. She's a cool kid. I will miss her. We like plenty of the same music. I am trying to make her a lover of Over the Rhine. Talking to her reinforced the idea that I will definitely miss the people here. But, I wont' miss chapel, or the curriculum.