vividly anxious, alienated, unhappy

calm, healthy, usually confident

thats the difference in me between that time and this
i notice every time i slip back for a moment

livejournal kinda feels like a hand me down sweatshirt from me minus one or two years.
you are actually all strangers now.

( nostalgia? )

i'm not sleeping, but i should be

i feel... disconnected

maybe i'm finally growing out of feeling everything so much
but right now, it's unnerving to notice how simple things can seem
maybe i'm just happy, and not used to it
maybe i miss drowning a little bit

or maybe i'm just tired

i haven't written a poem in so long
but i wanted to try it again, on a whim i guess

( if you want, i post these more out of habit, i guess... )

i feel odd
unusual desire, a lust for sleep
i want to sleep in nicaragua in the sun
and i can't wait till andrew and i go there
i'm in love
with the carribean sea
it's rocking me to sleep in it's arms

it's weird how many selves we can be

i feel very happy with my life
i have so much to be grateful for
this happiness, has not been fleeting
i have not cried this seldom in years
i feel loved and in the company of people i can easily love, fearlessly
:)     i am at peace

my life is beautiful

i slept thirteen hours last night