Moonlight + Dew + Fog = Strange emotions
Tonight, the family and I watched Indiana Jones Raiders of the Lost Ark. It was fun. Melting Nazis, yay!
After that, Granny & Gepop went home, and Mom and Shirley went out on the deck. I followed, only to be distracted by dew and moonlight. I put on my sandals (to be taken off quickly,) and headed out into the yard.
Mom and Shirley went in shortly afterward. I stayed out for awhile, unclear about any objective. (I tend to do that.) I decided to call Dani. Not because the evening was remarkably like any of the stanger ones we had spent together, but because it was a peculiar night and a peculiar feeling and she was the one who would understand such things. Plus, I just wanted to call her.
Come to find out, she had just written in her journal, "I really wish ALT would call" or something to that effect. Hooray, providence!
Anyways, we ended up having a *checks phone records* 33 minute and 54 second conversation, which was only short because she was diseased, but it was a really good one. I don't feel like we've talked like that in quite a while, and it was nice too.
I just wanted to say I love you all. I have no idea where that comes from, but when things like that pop into our heads, we should always write them. So if anyone reading this is feeling especially unloved, know that I love you a whole lot.
Anyways! Ask me how much of a loser I am! I am currently staying up this evening because the second to last episode of my favorite TV show is airing and midnight, and I sure as hell am NOT going to miss it. I have to go discover what channel Cartoon Network is here, and after that, hopefully, we will have a seriously ass-kicking Edward Elric.
After that, Granny & Gepop went home, and Mom and Shirley went out on the deck. I followed, only to be distracted by dew and moonlight. I put on my sandals (to be taken off quickly,) and headed out into the yard.
Mom and Shirley went in shortly afterward. I stayed out for awhile, unclear about any objective. (I tend to do that.) I decided to call Dani. Not because the evening was remarkably like any of the stanger ones we had spent together, but because it was a peculiar night and a peculiar feeling and she was the one who would understand such things. Plus, I just wanted to call her.
Come to find out, she had just written in her journal, "I really wish ALT would call" or something to that effect. Hooray, providence!
Anyways, we ended up having a *checks phone records* 33 minute and 54 second conversation, which was only short because she was diseased, but it was a really good one. I don't feel like we've talked like that in quite a while, and it was nice too.
I just wanted to say I love you all. I have no idea where that comes from, but when things like that pop into our heads, we should always write them. So if anyone reading this is feeling especially unloved, know that I love you a whole lot.
Anyways! Ask me how much of a loser I am! I am currently staying up this evening because the second to last episode of my favorite TV show is airing and midnight, and I sure as hell am NOT going to miss it. I have to go discover what channel Cartoon Network is here, and after that, hopefully, we will have a seriously ass-kicking Edward Elric.