childhood wrapped up in a popples sleeping bag
i've been in odd sort of moods lately feeling very lonesome and meaningless in myself. since wednesdays and remembering i haven't felt right in documenting my days and trival thoughts...just didn't feel right or respectful i suppose, but time isn't stopping so i guess that i haven't either and should just suck it up.
spent a weekend much to myself with lots of alcohol and pills to put sleepiness in my head. it was good for me to indulge that sadness with days and days of nothing but myself andd crying and aching...it made me miss people and company that understands that very same feeling deep in their throats.
damn my aching foot
wore a lovely pleated mini-skirt that occurred because i have scissors and was bored. made me feel hot and tall teetering around at 6'2" but its not so bad when you're sitting and not in public places. drove behind jim and his blinkers because truck's without brakes can be very dangerous things on two hour road trips.
tomorrow i'm supposed to bowl and meet family members that will supposedly hug me and be very italian in nature. that will be an interesting turn of events...but i like waking up to familiar breathing and fingers across my back so i'll make the most of it and the lack of monster truck rallies that i was promised.
i should learn about red wines and the artistic sipping that seems to come so naturally.
my mommy starts her new job monday. i'm proud of her and should take her out for lunch tomorrow to celebrate...she's been a trooper the past couple of months.
i'm not sure what's going through my head right now...its too fast and i'm too slow to keep up
spent a weekend much to myself with lots of alcohol and pills to put sleepiness in my head. it was good for me to indulge that sadness with days and days of nothing but myself andd crying and aching...it made me miss people and company that understands that very same feeling deep in their throats.
damn my aching foot
wore a lovely pleated mini-skirt that occurred because i have scissors and was bored. made me feel hot and tall teetering around at 6'2" but its not so bad when you're sitting and not in public places. drove behind jim and his blinkers because truck's without brakes can be very dangerous things on two hour road trips.
tomorrow i'm supposed to bowl and meet family members that will supposedly hug me and be very italian in nature. that will be an interesting turn of events...but i like waking up to familiar breathing and fingers across my back so i'll make the most of it and the lack of monster truck rallies that i was promised.
i should learn about red wines and the artistic sipping that seems to come so naturally.
my mommy starts her new job monday. i'm proud of her and should take her out for lunch tomorrow to celebrate...she's been a trooper the past couple of months.
i'm not sure what's going through my head right now...its too fast and i'm too slow to keep up