my raging case of insomnia is frequently accompanied by a will to write and to rant about nothing of great importance. anyways. the last saturday of the summer was mostly spent at home, doing (also) nothing of great importance. is that anticlimactic or what? for some reason i always feel a need to equally split my time between that spent with others and that spent by myself. i do love my friends and family with all my heart though - don't get me wrong. i guess i'm just a bit of a loner by nature.
this is why i doubt i will ever get married.
back to the last of summer though. los angeles weather is clinging onto the last remnants of sun and heat with all her might, but i think it's about time for a new beginning.
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