Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Sunday, January 18, 2004 - Loonie

Just got home from a night out with the gals - there is nothing better than sinking into the couch and letting everything that is everything take over your mind and conversation... Oh dear... this makes no sense, but that doesn't seem to matter so much right now.

The past week has been full of promising things that will make my "everyday" life that much more liveable/enjoyable...

You have NO idea... no idea...

A few days ago, I couldn't fathom a reason to be here, but now it all seems to make sense... It's not supposed to make sense... cuz what is "sense" and who are you to tell me what "sense" is, or what it's supposed to be... I guess it's something we're meant to figure out on our own... But please, don't figure it out too soon, cuz you'll be gone.

Tomorrow I wake up to a day of nothing. No where to be, no place to scurry off to... nothing to stand in the way of keeping in touch, or figuring out what's really wrong.

I'm still confused - how did it all become my fault, or is this something I've created in my mind... something that doesn't really exist at all...

I'm tired and my snack mix is burnig away the last trace of toothpaste on my bud.

Goodnight to all... I'm sorry.

Kate

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