June 18, 2012|
Bonjour from my iPod touch.
While driving my obese mother to the hospital E.R. I thought about the blonde girl. I thought of my feelings of uncertainty that revolve around her when she gets closer. How we don't really seem to be that similar. How she sometimes dismisses big Problems in simple ways. And as I was driving. I thought that maybe I don't need someone to relate to. MaybE I need someone in my life young enough to have nothing but a future ahead of her. Someone bright. Lovely. Someone to pull my gaze away from my inner self and the bleakness of my life.