I haven't been thinking a lot lately. Not about things that actually matter, anyhow...

[seawea]

I've been dreaming of running off to join bands of gypsies lately. To dissappear completely. It's a really tempting idea. Really tempting.

On the other hand, it's finally spring, and maybe things will look up again soon. I'm just tired of the same old things. and the same old things killing or getting peoples I know in trouble.

I've heard a rumor that someone I know is Preggers. Whoa. Someone my age? Whoa, again.