as i just told someone minutes ago, life has become an endless collection of hours lately. the semester has caught up with me, and each day has become more of a chore and an increment of time between sleep.

i am ready for something else. i am not one who needs constant adrenaline or something new, but i do need something. school, work, friends, and de facto nieces are sadly not enough to sustain the rate of drain that is occuring.

there have been a few odd moments where i have felt like i am on the edge of something. and two worries orbit those moments without fail. one, that i will miss it. two, that the something i am on the edge of is nothing. it is funny. and it isn't. it is numbing.

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27.09.06
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number 9.. .   .? andy andy andy, get your adverbs here

the passing moment steals you away..