[002] [Diary]
I suppose I'm used to this town now. It's odd to write in a journal - I've wanted to forget too many things on purpose. Floating through life is easier for me. Not that it always was, but now life is what it is.
Strange.
Lonely.
...except not that lonely. I can't be alone anymore. Never.
It's even stranger knowing that anyone here could read this. I guess it's a good thing that I've learned to be ambiguous. Metaphors are my friend, amen.
So, well, anyone up for dinner sometime? I'll eat? Or cook, or whatever would suit the person. As long as they're not a psychopath or a serial killer or something I'd probably find them to be suitable company.
...huh. Apparently I can't decide if I'm writing in second or third person. Creeeeeepy.
Well, huh. Until later, I suppose. Gotta go get ready for another boring few hours at the body shop and garage on fifth.
If only cars broke down for logical reasons...life would be easier. Then again, maybe the town would be deserted then.
Strange.
Lonely.
...except not that lonely. I can't be alone anymore. Never.
It's even stranger knowing that anyone here could read this. I guess it's a good thing that I've learned to be ambiguous. Metaphors are my friend, amen.
So, well, anyone up for dinner sometime? I'll eat? Or cook, or whatever would suit the person. As long as they're not a psychopath or a serial killer or something I'd probably find them to be suitable company.
...huh. Apparently I can't decide if I'm writing in second or third person. Creeeeeepy.
Well, huh. Until later, I suppose. Gotta go get ready for another boring few hours at the body shop and garage on fifth.
If only cars broke down for logical reasons...life would be easier. Then again, maybe the town would be deserted then.