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Mom says there's snow back home. I wish there were some snow here. All we have are these drizzling rains, so harmless but still depressing and mundane. It's been so wet lately. Walking back from the library, the drips off my hat, my jacket, even the book I'm carrying.
The apartment was dark when I walked in, but it was so warm. I almost immediately stripped... I need a shower.
Last night was odd. Less of a blur than I would have expected it to be to me today, I keep having these recurring flashes of little events. I can't place them in their true order, but I can't really say how true they are anyway. It was so crowded. So many heads, so many voices. Temporary escape on the back patio proved to be a sanctuary, but a sacrifice of warmth. No matter. It was still a decent evening. I am so confused though... and feeling pathetic.
His hand on my thigh, even for the briefest of moments... what an oddly familiar feeling, but so detestable. Against my better judgment I'll probably end up seeing him. As much as I shouldn't hope to, I really hope to.
Follow me down... to the valley below...
I am going to go get in the shower.
The apartment was dark when I walked in, but it was so warm. I almost immediately stripped... I need a shower.
Last night was odd. Less of a blur than I would have expected it to be to me today, I keep having these recurring flashes of little events. I can't place them in their true order, but I can't really say how true they are anyway. It was so crowded. So many heads, so many voices. Temporary escape on the back patio proved to be a sanctuary, but a sacrifice of warmth. No matter. It was still a decent evening. I am so confused though... and feeling pathetic.
His hand on my thigh, even for the briefest of moments... what an oddly familiar feeling, but so detestable. Against my better judgment I'll probably end up seeing him. As much as I shouldn't hope to, I really hope to.
Follow me down... to the valley below...
I am going to go get in the shower.