tryptophan and awkward silences.

[totallypatrick]

"he doesn't think like normal people," thought my mom as i left the room. she'd always been proud of my intelligence, but lately i'd been asking questions that were making her uncomfortable.

i want to go a solid week without checking livejournal or myspace. i want to go an entire month without seeing a show. i want the world to be an open forum. i want you and i to come to our senses. and i'm still waiting to throw that punch.

it's a time for thankfulness, you say? oh; well in that case i'll give the trite answers: family, friends, home, et cetera. but as for what i am genuinely and viscerally thankful for...i'm thankful for axe. i'm thankful for pauses in conversation and the feeling an extended look or brush of the hand can give. i'm thankful for the opportunity that my school is giving me to learn. i'm thankful for being at a point in my life where i can afford to be selfish, despite the occasional pangs of guilt. i'm thankful for my vocabulary; arrogant? a little. i'm young.

i wish you'd just admit that i'm the potential cause and solution to all of your problems already.

happy thanksgiving.