The updates are coming kinda quick, but it isn't often that I have a whole lot to say. The ex-girlfriends are coming out of the woodwork to find me. The planets must be aligned in a weird way. I don't understand why they do this every now and then. Maybe they can't leave well enough alone, or perhaps I'm just that damn irresistable. I guess it's entirely possible that both reasons are applicable, as well as neither.
I stepped outside today, just minutes before I came here to write this, and I noticed something. The weather has been insane and shitty all day. I woke up this morning and it was overcast but calm. I got out of the shower and it was snowing. The snow stuck to the ground for about an hour and then started melting, and the shit falling out of the sky was now sleet. After a while it just turned into cold rain, and finally cold drizzle. It was dusk when I stepped outside, and the sun was almost down. I could see the clouds near the horizon had broken up a little bit, and the last remnants of sunset could be seen. The word beautiful has become cheapened by overuse, but that is the only way I know how to describe it. Rage against the dying of the light...
I haven't decided whether or not I'm going to give up SG. I guess on some sort of unconscious level I had always assumed that at some point a naked punk-rock girl would fall in love with me and I would find some sort of direction in her, but so far no dice. I'm afraid I'm missing something, that there is something out there in the world that I should be discovering. Maybe it is myself, although I seem to have the feeling that it is someone else. Maybe they are the same thing...
I stepped outside today, just minutes before I came here to write this, and I noticed something. The weather has been insane and shitty all day. I woke up this morning and it was overcast but calm. I got out of the shower and it was snowing. The snow stuck to the ground for about an hour and then started melting, and the shit falling out of the sky was now sleet. After a while it just turned into cold rain, and finally cold drizzle. It was dusk when I stepped outside, and the sun was almost down. I could see the clouds near the horizon had broken up a little bit, and the last remnants of sunset could be seen. The word beautiful has become cheapened by overuse, but that is the only way I know how to describe it. Rage against the dying of the light...
I haven't decided whether or not I'm going to give up SG. I guess on some sort of unconscious level I had always assumed that at some point a naked punk-rock girl would fall in love with me and I would find some sort of direction in her, but so far no dice. I'm afraid I'm missing something, that there is something out there in the world that I should be discovering. Maybe it is myself, although I seem to have the feeling that it is someone else. Maybe they are the same thing...
asrai:
I was in class a couple hours ago, looking out the window and watching the sun set. It was magnetic in a way, wasn't it? After the dreary coldness all day.