The Void
I don't know what's wrong with me, but it's back...the thing I used to call "the void".
Maybe it's the music I've been listening too or the books I've been reading. Or the fact that I didn't go home for break--but I have this huge emptiness.
If I were home I doubt it would be a problem. I'd be hanging out with Billy or Hermes. Or at least I could get into my car and just drive. I miss that.
Sigh.
I just need something to jolt me out of this.
[Update: Fortune has smiled on me. I have to run and errand that will take me down to the Kohls in Colma. That should be fun--especially with all the cemeteries it has around it. Creepy!]
Maybe it's the music I've been listening too or the books I've been reading. Or the fact that I didn't go home for break--but I have this huge emptiness.
If I were home I doubt it would be a problem. I'd be hanging out with Billy or Hermes. Or at least I could get into my car and just drive. I miss that.
Sigh.
I just need something to jolt me out of this.
[Update: Fortune has smiled on me. I have to run and errand that will take me down to the Kohls in Colma. That should be fun--especially with all the cemeteries it has around it. Creepy!]