"On a spaceship somewhere, sailing across the empty sea"
I am in love with mornings. Mornings with the warm, golden sun shining down at just the right angle...yeah. I'm really happy about that right now.
I'm at home. I have five cut pieces of bamboo from the bunches of it that grow on our property. They'll soon become panpipes that will be turned in to my world music class on Monday. That's it. That's why I'm home...because bamboo and hacksaws abide here. This place seems so empty and nostalgic now. Every hour I spend here seems like another hour spent living in the past.
I did talk to Russell online last night. Poor kid's pitiful. *facepalm* It makes me wonder if we're more in love with love than each other. Sometimes I think this love thing's more of a handicap than a benefit.
And since I'm in town, it's every excuse to go visit all my friends...the very onset of which seems like nostalgia and deja vu. A friend invited me to go to coffee with him this morning at 8, so that's why I'm up. It's probably for the best that I got up anyways...because if not, I tend to spend forever stewing and turning over thoughts as I refuse to get up.
Hanging around with some friends at the mall yesterday was fun, though. And now my calendar's filling up with things to do with them. Winchester Mystery House on halloween night? YEAH MAN! I'm trying to convince them to drive down for it.
Now I'm just waiting for my mom to wake up so we can go out to eat Indian food. Ahh, the good thing about home is that you get to pick what's to eat.
Katrina
Ps- So much for being wise beyond my years, eh? I think I'm going to go write meaningless nothings in my moleskine now.
I'm at home. I have five cut pieces of bamboo from the bunches of it that grow on our property. They'll soon become panpipes that will be turned in to my world music class on Monday. That's it. That's why I'm home...because bamboo and hacksaws abide here. This place seems so empty and nostalgic now. Every hour I spend here seems like another hour spent living in the past.
I did talk to Russell online last night. Poor kid's pitiful. *facepalm* It makes me wonder if we're more in love with love than each other. Sometimes I think this love thing's more of a handicap than a benefit.
And since I'm in town, it's every excuse to go visit all my friends...the very onset of which seems like nostalgia and deja vu. A friend invited me to go to coffee with him this morning at 8, so that's why I'm up. It's probably for the best that I got up anyways...because if not, I tend to spend forever stewing and turning over thoughts as I refuse to get up.
Hanging around with some friends at the mall yesterday was fun, though. And now my calendar's filling up with things to do with them. Winchester Mystery House on halloween night? YEAH MAN! I'm trying to convince them to drive down for it.
Now I'm just waiting for my mom to wake up so we can go out to eat Indian food. Ahh, the good thing about home is that you get to pick what's to eat.
Katrina
Ps- So much for being wise beyond my years, eh? I think I'm going to go write meaningless nothings in my moleskine now.