Waiting

Jan 02, 2009 20:05

My father was gone all last night. He came home briefly this morning but was gone before I had the chance to get out of bed so I have no idea whether my grandmother is pulling through.

Today was quiet. I read, started the colossal effort of cleaning my room, and wrote little. As is frequently happening lately, music, DBSK in particular, is carrying me through.
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