Snow
Snow has finally hit the ground and stuck. It's mid November and my bones aren't ready for the chill of winter. Though once school starts the snow and the cold will melt on my dorm room windowpane due to the heat from my work ethic. Less free time, more work...a different kind of fun.
Yesterday my roommate and I were supposed to watch a movie together and I was adamant about watching it because of all my friends he is the only one I want to see right now. The rest of them I see too often and they play my nerves like harp strings. And this is probably because my winter depression is kicking in and my roommate is the closest friend I have, I find warmth and sleep and security around him. We wrestled last night and I was pinned and thrown and pinched and hit and tickled. But the best part was being bitten. I have a crazy thing with biting. I bite when I'm happy and playful, I love being bitten on the sweet spot between my neck and my shoulder. Seriously, someone bites me just right and I'm putty in their hands to do with as they please. This morning I woke up to find that turning my head to the left is very painful, and there are spots around my legs that are bruised and sore. I have a half-moon teeth mark on my neck that resembles a pseudo hickey...can't wait for that to go away so I don't have to worry about explaining it. But damn I'm in some pain. Tonight I seek my revenge.
Wednesday marks a big, big day in my life and the lives of three boys. We're leaving for a fourteen-hour car ride to Tennessee to go to the rescue of a dear friend. Yep, fourteen hours in a car with nothing but cigarettes and Coke driving to the Bible Belt. Whoo...hoo. But I have a feeling, beyond my serious anxiety, that it'll be a fun trip. I've felt like taking a trip recently, like I've needed to get away from home. I feel like I've been in one spot for too long, I'm used to moving around a lot and now I've "settled" I find myself restless.
Yesterday my roommate and I were supposed to watch a movie together and I was adamant about watching it because of all my friends he is the only one I want to see right now. The rest of them I see too often and they play my nerves like harp strings. And this is probably because my winter depression is kicking in and my roommate is the closest friend I have, I find warmth and sleep and security around him. We wrestled last night and I was pinned and thrown and pinched and hit and tickled. But the best part was being bitten. I have a crazy thing with biting. I bite when I'm happy and playful, I love being bitten on the sweet spot between my neck and my shoulder. Seriously, someone bites me just right and I'm putty in their hands to do with as they please. This morning I woke up to find that turning my head to the left is very painful, and there are spots around my legs that are bruised and sore. I have a half-moon teeth mark on my neck that resembles a pseudo hickey...can't wait for that to go away so I don't have to worry about explaining it. But damn I'm in some pain. Tonight I seek my revenge.
Wednesday marks a big, big day in my life and the lives of three boys. We're leaving for a fourteen-hour car ride to Tennessee to go to the rescue of a dear friend. Yep, fourteen hours in a car with nothing but cigarettes and Coke driving to the Bible Belt. Whoo...hoo. But I have a feeling, beyond my serious anxiety, that it'll be a fun trip. I've felt like taking a trip recently, like I've needed to get away from home. I feel like I've been in one spot for too long, I'm used to moving around a lot and now I've "settled" I find myself restless.