
so i'm sitting here with my -black coffee, wonderful-beverage-in-a-red-mug
it's cold outside, and it's friday.
i feel nice inside.
i feel like baking, and petting my dog and not thinking too hard. just being here is enough.
i feel like baking, and petting my dog and not thinking too hard. just being here is enough.
odd, how i can be in a horrible mood, and everything bothers me, and then realizing everything that bothered me were things that weren't worth being bothered about.
maybe i'm not cut out for the things i want to be cut out for. do you think you can want something so much that it makes it possible? even though. i don't. but i think thats alright.
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