Life as it stands, version 2.0.
I just wrote what I thought to be to be a pretty profound and moving entry. Something that essentially served to bring me inspiration in the future, and basically inspired me in the process. Something that I could never recreate, as it was passionate, whimsical, and in the moment. And it just got deleted becasue while I can write several paragraphs about what I love and how everything is going well, it only takes one sentence to sum up what just happened: The internet sucks in my house. It's so ironic how I can go from being so happy and so peacful to so disappointment. It kinda brought back how I felt earlier: tired, burnt out, and well, disappointed, though that was the fault of the Tigers and my unfortunately rigorous schedule. I suppose I could give it another shot. Who knows, maybe this draft will turn out to be better. But the last one was straight from the heart. I'm not sure where this one is going to come from.
Scratch that, the words won't even come. Where are my cigarettes?
Scratch that, the words won't even come. Where are my cigarettes?