there's always another
last night. so many different feelings. walking down town i liked the feeling of the leaves shuffling between my feet. stopped by a trucker to find a nonexistent street and then walking and waiting at sylvias. seeing my soccer friends before homecoming all dolled up. i hate to admit it, but people with makeup on are really pretty. ive always been one for the very natural approach, but mascara and eyeliner are taking over the world. we sat down near lexus nexus talking for a long time. i felt really satsified and it seemed like everything was going to be ok, like no immediate decisions needed to be made. and it was nice. i haven't felt content for awhile. i kept seeing family types and wishing i liked mine more, and spent more time with them. so after my resolution to do just that. my mom picked me up and was like so yeah we're going to south street with some friends, see you. it's sad that my approach has been adapted by all. i wrote about my grandfather for this english journal entry, and what an absolute asshole he was. its so sad thinking about that. so i won't. my only remedy is listening to vertical horizon and all american rejects. i spent today cleaning, i think i was subconciously trying to purify my life, because i was being way obsessive. then i eventually got to some work. tomorrow, im going to try and wake up early so i can enjoy an early autumn morning and get inspired for the day.