how cliche
i know i have more to say then this but i don't feel like saying it right now... and i miss the nights where i could just sit here and type into my livejournal with my eyes closed.. because i knew the keys and i knew what i wanted to say.. i was so alive then and i felt like i had things worth saying.. things that ppl might be interested in and now i know better... i just type for me.. hearing the clicking of the keys and the out of place release of the space bar... and i always remeber how you said you loved to watch me type becase i made it look so effortless and so graceful... i miss this and this is what i need... i'm tired of waking up every morning and hating waking up every morning and i'm not even sleeping well.. living on the third floor of a very old house... i get uncomfortably warm... and sometimes i just need an ocean to throw myself into so i can be completely consumed by something that is much larger than any of us