"Oceans won't freeze, so loosen your heart..."
I'm being a bit anti-social from the family at the moment. I don't feel very well and I don't want to go downstairs and be social with everyone. I just want to sit here and type. So, that's exactly what I am doing.
I've been contemplating the ways to reach someone who doesn't want to be touched. I'm failing miserably in my meanderings. Tis my folly.
It's like I have this emotional itch that cannot be scratched. I don't know what will make it stop. Actually, I know why I feel everything, and why I need everything the way I do. I'm not going to release confidential information on the internet, though. It's just annoying and I wish that it would go away. All it amounts to is a nag.
I really don't want tomorrow to begin. I don't want to go back to Indy just yet. I don't want to go to class tomorrow and do my shitload of reading. I don't want to write my paper. I don't want to make the drive back alone tonight. I don't want to start work tomorrow (although I do WANT the money to start coming in). I want to see the results without any of the effort needed. Thank God my class will finish on the 15th, and I will be a "free" woman for the rest of my summer. I just need to stay positive, but there is a point one reaches where even positivity cannot make matters better. These feelings are all probably heightened because I am incredibly tired at the moment, and I know that I am not going to get all of the sleep I need tonight.
I knew I wouldn't stay content for very long. Sad that it only lasted about 18 hours. I'm probably pointlessly bitching for no reason. This weekend has been rather fabulous, but this moment sucks.
You know, I haven't been to a fireworks display in about three or four years. Looks like I am going to miss it again this year. I should probably do something about that next year, or go to the Sky Concert in Indy in August.
I watched some really bad Westerns today. It's funny how I can go from being critic to spectator in the flash of an instant. I like that quality about myself, I can appreciate things for what they are.
I've been contemplating the ways to reach someone who doesn't want to be touched. I'm failing miserably in my meanderings. Tis my folly.
It's like I have this emotional itch that cannot be scratched. I don't know what will make it stop. Actually, I know why I feel everything, and why I need everything the way I do. I'm not going to release confidential information on the internet, though. It's just annoying and I wish that it would go away. All it amounts to is a nag.
I really don't want tomorrow to begin. I don't want to go back to Indy just yet. I don't want to go to class tomorrow and do my shitload of reading. I don't want to write my paper. I don't want to make the drive back alone tonight. I don't want to start work tomorrow (although I do WANT the money to start coming in). I want to see the results without any of the effort needed. Thank God my class will finish on the 15th, and I will be a "free" woman for the rest of my summer. I just need to stay positive, but there is a point one reaches where even positivity cannot make matters better. These feelings are all probably heightened because I am incredibly tired at the moment, and I know that I am not going to get all of the sleep I need tonight.
I knew I wouldn't stay content for very long. Sad that it only lasted about 18 hours. I'm probably pointlessly bitching for no reason. This weekend has been rather fabulous, but this moment sucks.
You know, I haven't been to a fireworks display in about three or four years. Looks like I am going to miss it again this year. I should probably do something about that next year, or go to the Sky Concert in Indy in August.
I watched some really bad Westerns today. It's funny how I can go from being critic to spectator in the flash of an instant. I like that quality about myself, I can appreciate things for what they are.