Mar 26, 2011 23:40
I'm pretty sleepy but I decided to hop on livejournal and check on this thing again. I always end up reading old entries and I feel so much different. I always feel different, indifferent rather. I grow so much each day, each week, each month.
Time passes and I long for space, freedom but this tangent of routines and schedules. No freedom to do anything that would get you in trouble. Because trouble...