The cold front came in last night. I could feel it on my feet and in my gym shorts. It kind of made me wriggle in that over-sized sweater that I was wearing. I kept telling myself I was going to make myself sick standing outside like that. Yet, I just couldn't seem to hang up the phone and go back inside. The only place I can manage to reception ( Read more... )

Yeah, That's it. They are going to form a cult.
Ross will be plotting his death. Jam will be twiddling his thumbs and toes throwing old memories out the window. Or at least, attempting to. I will be caught in between the window and the incandescent lighting of the walls.

I'm not going to pretend everything is going to be fine. I know better than ( Read more... )

It figures I wouldn't be more than a sympathetic overlay to other men. I've become a system, and a code. And pretty soon, I'll be too hard to crack.  I think it takes talent to sit down and erase the letters from my name and skin. I think it takes more to number me like some sort of cattle. Then again, I'm glad I'm not A1. I'm glad I haven't ( Read more... )

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 ( Read more... )