Yet another day goes by and I'm still no closer
Things have been peachy as of late.
I try not to be straight forward about the news because, well, because you know why. I really want to set up a site for myself. Something sweet and very much an extension of myself. A place to business and a place to write, though LJ is truely a lovely thing in its own. At least it is to me.
It's a silly thing to feel satisfied and not to want nor to really need anything other than what you have. Not really possessions, but rather moments that I'm putting in bottles and placing on shelves.
Deeply satisfied is not scary like I always put it out to be. I'll use my selfish card and beg it to remain and perhaps grow into more. Growing up isn't scary anymore either. The only thing scary is thinking of how I'm going to manage to move out within a reasonable time frame. Even more scary is the thought of having a roommate, I think I will probably need a roommate. Oh my.
Is it possible to have it all?
I think not since I am still missing so many of my friends. Oh if I could have two more days a week. I don't know what I'd do with them but I'd find a way to hang out with you all. I really want to plan an epic get together so I can see you all at once and maybe even have a drink or two and reminisce the old days and all the adventures we had. Oh, if only. If only.
I'll put my plan into the works. Into the mill for the factory to toil over and somehow make it all reality.
I try not to be straight forward about the news because, well, because you know why. I really want to set up a site for myself. Something sweet and very much an extension of myself. A place to business and a place to write, though LJ is truely a lovely thing in its own. At least it is to me.
It's a silly thing to feel satisfied and not to want nor to really need anything other than what you have. Not really possessions, but rather moments that I'm putting in bottles and placing on shelves.
Deeply satisfied is not scary like I always put it out to be. I'll use my selfish card and beg it to remain and perhaps grow into more. Growing up isn't scary anymore either. The only thing scary is thinking of how I'm going to manage to move out within a reasonable time frame. Even more scary is the thought of having a roommate, I think I will probably need a roommate. Oh my.
Is it possible to have it all?
I think not since I am still missing so many of my friends. Oh if I could have two more days a week. I don't know what I'd do with them but I'd find a way to hang out with you all. I really want to plan an epic get together so I can see you all at once and maybe even have a drink or two and reminisce the old days and all the adventures we had. Oh, if only. If only.
I'll put my plan into the works. Into the mill for the factory to toil over and somehow make it all reality.