My lost summer is almost over and Centre is now unavoidably next week. I've fooled myself several times into believing good or bad about the future, but now feel nestled into a tired cynicism and claustrophobic loneliness. A half-hearted search for graduate school can distract me for a day, a memorable book for a few hours, but the simple reality
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let's talk again.
i'm sorry i had to push you away earlier, but i just didn't want to talk to anyone.
i still think you have smiles in your heart.
k
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it's too bad we didn't hang out more this summer. Just remember: don't drive drunk. you've seen the after effects.
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I know how you feel. I know I'm far away, but I care about you, too, and think about your well-being often.
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