venerdì 27 luglio 2007
Wondering...
I hope you called the airline today. Things have been weird. I spent the night, last night with some friends. I'm about to go ice skating. I'm sorry my poem freaked you out. I hope being in your own little world doesn't equate with being distant. I'm happy, and achy at the same time. I think I'm getting another headache. Hmmm....cool song, and it's hard for me to think that there wasn't a little bit of influential aspects as a result of our conversations. If there was then that's ok. If there wasn't and I'm naive, then I can understand that. Call the airline. Let me know. I'll be here at the same bat-time on the same bat-channel. Withdrawlwithdrawlwithdrawl I need to dance.
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Being in my own little world equates to doing things at my own speed.... which is usally putting them off and slow. Please don't take it personally, I've ALWAYS been like this, but right now, after losing the job, I'm a bit more flakey than usual. And I tend to be especially flakey about things that intimidate me, and that is one of those things. I'm sorry if you are mad. I will be going out tonight. I'm not sure what time I'll be home, but I'll look for you online.*hugs and kisses*
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