An amateur band reherse in a nearby yard/and the music they constantly play, says nothing to me about my life
part of Talent Borrows, Genius Steals
Empty nest and I’m the egg left wondering what to do with myself.
Apparantly, it’s Sunday, which, I’m told, means I’m going to be having a pleasant afternoon out with my family.
Sometimes, I have trouble sleeping, but it almost seems like I’m dreaming anyway.
feeling kinda hungry. wonder what’s to be eaten.
Life is Good: cup of coffee and a sexy new computer
Little as uncomfortable as hanging around people you’re supposed to be familiar with. I thought I’d abandoned school and all it’s people.
Not roofing today.