10:30 on a sunday. I am upstate this weekend due to a doctors appt. tomorow morning. Not really what to say, Pretty sure I forgot the words to write and the punctuation to puncuate. But really now.. what do I say?
should I tell you about my day and how I bought some fantastic local wine and hard cider? maybe I should tell you about my dinner and how it made my insides feel happy. Still and yet i could tell you that my grandma is dying and how I forgot to care. harsh yet Its all true.
So the other day I had a stroke of brilliancy. That I was to become a mail order bride... I came to that conclusion and it failed miserably. I did the research and found there isnt much use for a an american girl being elsewheres.. specially american girls with pink hair and a fat cat name kitten. So much for sleeplessly sleepless nights and the ideas they insist on bringing.
what are you up to? have you been sleeping well?how are things and does your job still make you happy?
This is a collection of journal entries. A compilation of thoughts that I have written in the margins of books, words scribbled out on the back of paper napkins and sentences taken from the lines of an old notebook. I doubt this will ever be read, But if you happen to stumble across it? Please be careful. Its all I have..
Happy and Always
I wake up in the morning, only to be sad I awake again. I don't wish to be here, I live in constant, chronic agony. I have lost years ...
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I found love years ago, last month last week, and over the weekend. I found love today and I’ll find it tomorrow together, forever, and alw...
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I woke up today around 3am. I tried to go back to sleep, drifting in and out of a conscience state. I woke up today following a night of s...
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U You You are gone But you will never Ever Be Forgotten Mr. Christopher Larkin