2005-05-30
what you feel is what you are (beautiful)
i feel like i'm in the waiting room right now. it's a passing phase, this part of life. i am sure it is all transitory, but especially so right now. i don't know what is next, but i anticipate it. this is simply the time between now and then, it is neither of those in themselves.
i was a bit indulgent this weekend, but i think it will be alright.
..it always is in the end. i think.
i came home smelling like fire and smoke. that is an excellent scent, one i have missed. i am so romantic about that place, and i don't think i can attribute it all to my previous experiences on the back country roads. they can all shrug at the sunset. i got the last lemonade.
i don't want to be as vocal and open as i am now. i talk too much. but i don't want to be jaded and greyer. that would be so easy.
my last entry says it all as well. i just want to fall in love with life. i'm closer than i was yesterday.
And I'll be anything you ever dreamed to be complete, little pieces of the nothing that fall. Put your arms around me, what you feel is what you are, and what you are is beautiful
waiting room, hurry up. this last push is a little much of everything and nothing. school and i don't want or need each other. i hope the adverse can be said when it comes to people. we'll find out. like i said; waiting room.
i'll just be patient and live. i don't know about these smiles.
leesah-likes at 5:13 p.m.