you say that I didn't try (anymore)
Can't you see that it's just raining,
There ain't no need to go outside.
I've been... Thinking. I think that is the word I should like to describe it with at this point. Thinking. About You amongst other things. About the move and school, and what will happen in a year much less in seven months. Those sorts of things. I guess you could call that thinking.
I guess you could also say I've been idly walking through my job, my friends, and my at home life. I don't remember doing much, but the walls have eyes and they've told me I've been busy. I assume they are right. I'm kind of scared I'm losing touch with people, but at the same time it brings me comfort to actually just sit down and stare at something. Idly. I can idle, and twist and watch birds wriggle their selves from nests. (How quaint.)
I've lost count of how many times I've had a conversation with Ross over the last few weeks that have actually regarded him moving here. I think it results in two or three conversations about a truck, one conversation about a high interest bank, and there was something else... Oh well. I think the visit will be a good push in the right direction. I need to talk to May about the orientations, to try and get Ross into one while he is here. Although I am hoping that 90% of the time he is with me. Although that is selfish and it probably will not happen that way.
If I don't talk to you, I feel like you will haunt my head ever more.
One week.
---You need to quit, quit making a scene.