Come Hither.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Occupy my every sigh.
Oh, hello, it's me again. Who else?
I've exhausted myself struggling with inner demons lately, clearly the aftermath of examinations. Not yet over. Why, the sky's orange tonight. Sunset already? Well, I pretty much had it up to here with myself and my morbid ways. I'm happy being sad and I prove it everyday.
Which, explains the past morbid posts.
And guess what came in the post today?
My overdue driving license.
Sigh, well, at least it came.
Caught some weird bug recently, the right side of my throat feels terrible. It's hard even doing the basic swallow. And I've got the chills. In fact, the rainy weather combined with all of those Christmas carols, I am praying for a cape or a shrug right about now. I've basically been trudging around the house with a blanket over my shoulders these days. Extreme, I know.
Even so, my air conditioner was on full-blast.
Such sad, sad scenario. But I still love the rain. Through the bad weather, I never understood the point of being sad when I could choose to be happy.
I'm too young to feel this old.
Oh, hello, it's me again. Who else?
I've exhausted myself struggling with inner demons lately, clearly the aftermath of examinations. Not yet over. Why, the sky's orange tonight. Sunset already? Well, I pretty much had it up to here with myself and my morbid ways. I'm happy being sad and I prove it everyday.
Which, explains the past morbid posts.
And guess what came in the post today?
My overdue driving license.
Sigh, well, at least it came.
Caught some weird bug recently, the right side of my throat feels terrible. It's hard even doing the basic swallow. And I've got the chills. In fact, the rainy weather combined with all of those Christmas carols, I am praying for a cape or a shrug right about now. I've basically been trudging around the house with a blanket over my shoulders these days. Extreme, I know.
Even so, my air conditioner was on full-blast.
Such sad, sad scenario. But I still love the rain. Through the bad weather, I never understood the point of being sad when I could choose to be happy.
I'm too young to feel this old.
posted by Lynette # 6:31:00 PM 
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