friday, finally
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
some weeks end on the calendar. others need to be physically removed by bass. #
This week felt approximately fourteen days long. School, revision, teachers suddenly remembering every topic we have ever covered, Mom asking sensible questions at moments when I specifically don’t want sensible questions, and three different MSN conversations about somebody else’s relationship that I somehow became involved in without ever meeting the boyfriend. Friday arrived like medical treatment.
Went out. Very good progressive into techno. One of those nights where the first hour is conversation and the last two are not.
That’s all. I’m tired.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Reflections & Dialogue
0 Thoughts
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.