silence is golden. and i miss it
there is an explosion of paper under my desk. it has been there for about maybe 2 months. when i visited jess with eric on saturday i saw her room. i am glad that i am not alone in the mess department. i miss the people that i truly care about. i hope they all feel the same. when i am not with them i feel incomplete and i miss having my own room and my alone time. life is not the same. but it can never be the same it always changes. change is nice too.