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last night i went to sleep as sad as i could be. you know those nights when you sleep on a pillow drenched in tears but just don't care.. yeah well, a combination of things contributed to my sadness, one of which was driving home in the rain at 2 in the morning. it was so heavy i didn't think i was going to make it. i tried to smoke a cigarette to calm myself but it got wet. god dammit, i screamed. god dammit, i swerved all over the road. then when i got home i watched love liza and became, well, even shittier in mood.
then i awoke this morning and i could feel it, i could feel that excited feeling you get when it feels like winter, it feels like home. the rains have cooled down this uncomfortable state of florida and at 10am today i could feel it. instead of getting up, though, i went back to sleep, and dreamt about getting up. in my dream i awoke at paul's house, but nobody was there. without even thinking i left in my car, too excited to care that i had somehow left my purse in his neighbor's yard. long story short, i ended up at the navy exchange with like three other purses, all of which had baggies of grass in them that i kept putting into my pockets until eventually they were full and marijuana started pouring out of my pants. this attracted the cops and i ran. i ran so far awaaaaay.. and all i could remember from then on was the cool winter air hitting my face. i felt alive when i woke up. i feel like i need to do something different, something that doesn't involve sitting in front of the television. i need to get off of this computer and into this strange new world.
and i hope that some of you will join me.
then i awoke this morning and i could feel it, i could feel that excited feeling you get when it feels like winter, it feels like home. the rains have cooled down this uncomfortable state of florida and at 10am today i could feel it. instead of getting up, though, i went back to sleep, and dreamt about getting up. in my dream i awoke at paul's house, but nobody was there. without even thinking i left in my car, too excited to care that i had somehow left my purse in his neighbor's yard. long story short, i ended up at the navy exchange with like three other purses, all of which had baggies of grass in them that i kept putting into my pockets until eventually they were full and marijuana started pouring out of my pants. this attracted the cops and i ran. i ran so far awaaaaay.. and all i could remember from then on was the cool winter air hitting my face. i felt alive when i woke up. i feel like i need to do something different, something that doesn't involve sitting in front of the television. i need to get off of this computer and into this strange new world.
and i hope that some of you will join me.