Aug 20, 2007 12:34
this week ground me up like a bare knee on the sidewalk.
story #1: my roommate got mad at me for something i supposedly said (which i didn't, the story, as usual with gossip, was misreported), so he removed all furniture from the living room so i couldn't even put my butt on his couch. i don't think he's mad at me anymore. but still. also, friend who i already feel guilty about says that i'm selfish and that she doesn't want to be my friend anymore. i say can't help the way she needs me too, but it's not my fault.
story #2: a morbidly obese man threatened to kick my ass and rushed me.
story #3: crying at work, oh boooo hoooo hoooo.
story #4: on the way to a friends house i pass a car with this old man in the drivers seat. his head is back and i can't see breathing. is he dead? i don't know--all old people look dead when they sleep. i try calling out, MISTER! HEY! no response. so i knock on the door, trying to ascertain if he needs an ambulance, wake up the non-dead old guy, who proceeds to yell at me for waking him up in the first place. should have left him to rot.
story #5: a boy that i always cared about came to see me then left quite quickly. heart rippage like whoa, but it's no one's fault, that's just how life moves on.
story #6: slasher dreams about moving back to arkansas do little to ease my anxiety.
but the ocean is still full, so i guess my heart is too.
xo