Dec 17, 2014 15:11
Sometimes, you want to say something *just* to your friends, then there are other times.
Times when you want to tell somebody, anybody, except for that one friend.
I have a plan.
I need a schedule.
I need to talk about it to keep me on track.
If I wasn't saying it here, I'd say it to a stranger on an elevator.
But there are no elevators in my life, and no planes, tranes, or busses.
No laundromats.
No places to talk with a random stranger. No places to strike up a conversation to pass the time with someone who will think me pleasant enough company, then forget me after the ride is over--after the jeans are dry.
hood