you get to chose. at all cross roads in your life, everyday. this morning i woke up tired, with the worry in my tummy gnawing away. acid, it burns holes in my brain. kimmy agreed with me today that i'm a bad judge of character. its never nice to accept criticism, even if you started it first. she has a point though. i've had this conversation before. i'm almost certain of it. so certain, in fact i think it was just yesterday. its the acid in my brain or maybe its goliath sitting on my heart.
missing old friends. hoping sats will be fine, somehow. waiting for the holidays to begin. wanting to go to bangkok to get away from it all (flights are only 150, return!!) counting on absolute exhaustion to get through this. praying party plans prosper pink purple plus plus - nonsense aliteration is right up my alley aching for some comeraderie. itching for some excitement.
