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2003-03-09 ~ 9:26 p.m.
Finally Not A Peak MomentI promised my beloved I would write, so this is me writing. I almost didn't get to write. Damn peak hours thing. I had a bunch of things to say earlier, but damned if I can remember a single one of them now. My brain has apparently shut off for the evening, at least in that respect. It is more than busy worrying myself sick about pretty much everything. Of course the fact that I haven't taken my pills pretty much all week might be having something to do with that. I know, bad me. Trust me I am already kicking myself. I absolutely hate having the terrible urge to bawl but not being able to pinpoint the reason why.
I seem to have caught a cold, at least I am assuming that is why my nose is both stuffed up and dripping at the same time, plus the constant sneezing. Probably from my prancing around in the snow with sandles on. Not my brightest moment. Having a stuffed up nose is awful, you can't seem to get enough air. I hate it. I feel vaguely like I'm sufficating. Hmm, this seems to have turned into a bitching session. Really not what I had in mind, at least I don't think that is what I had in mind earlier. It's only 10ish (nearly ten anyways) and I am so tired. It could be from lack of sleep last night, or something else, I don't know. But I don't want to sleep. It just doesn't appeal right now. I should I know, but I don't want to. I want to be with him. At some point yesterday I had thought, hmm, it might be nice to have a day to myself tomorrow, but the moment I left I started missing him like crazy. I don't really want to be away from him. I miss him. Yes, this is me unable to make an entry (at least very few) without mentioning I love my BF. You are supposed to write what is on your mind right? well now you know what occupies my thoughts nearly all the time..... | ||
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