(no subject)
None of the alarms I typically set the night before went off. I woke up on my own. I walked to the bus station unaware that I was wearing the blue shirt with a little black ink on it. That was last week. Standing there I hear my phone bliping. I check it to find a reminder that today is the day. And to send the email from several days ago. I read it. I meant it. I mean it. I sent it.
Posted via LiveJournal.app.