I believe this is the way most dreamers die.

[courtney_conn]

I love the rain. I slept with my windows open last night and let the sound of it lull me to sleep.

Nothing seems possible anymore. I'm grasping for my dreams, but my fingertips graze nothing but borrowed air.

Do I come off pretentious and ridiculous? I don't mean to. Feels like all I do these days is whine.

For some strange reason the air

Comments

[savcatfoley]

You don't sound pretentious and whiney to me. You just want to be happy in your job choice and right now you're trying to find what that is exactly. :)
That's a great story about the dog sniffing out your dirty liberalness;-). My funny story for the day--one of the people I had to enter data into a computer about at work today, her name was Truly Fair. Seriously, that's her name. :O :P