.oO(Sometimes I blur the edges.) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 19 February 2009: Entry #700. It's raining and I do not want to go to work. I want to stay home with my hair in this towel and be moody and creative, rereading diary entries and poems and remembering what it felt like when those days mattered. I am off work tomorrow, and work this weekend. I stayed up too late with Vodka and Luke and Amy and Alea and Christine and him. Sometimes things are said that make me feel on top of the world... and that is why conventional compliments are so ineffective on me. Even when it is an accident, he always knows what to say. I want to stay home with my hair in this towel and be moody and creative, rereading diary entries and poems and remembering what it felt like when none of those things mattered. Happy Friday Eve. -Lisa. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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