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by My Nemesis
on Jun 15 4:44 AM,
200 words.
Me only.
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Thinking about life, about things, about how life just seems to happen sometimes, and other times it is such a struggle to do anything. RIght now I am in the 'struggle'. Getting out of bed is the last thing I want to do in the moring. Pulling the covers over my head and staying there just seems so much easier and
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It is cold here. Not as cold as it has been, but still cold enough. It is the kind of cold that settles into your bones so that you never feel warm. My apartment has been cold - and that is unusual. I am usually to warm here. To keep warm I have been burning candles. It looks like I am holding some kind of cere
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