well, it has been ages since i've updated--so i entertained the possibility of an update for a while earlier, and realized that it was definitely due time
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today at work, i came to the realization that i am obsessed with thought. normal people go and eat on their lunch breaks. i go outside of the store, and sit on one of the benches outside my starbucks, and just stare. i will look at my reflection on the dirty windowpane of the dry cleaning store. i will wonder what the old woman inside the tailor shop is thinking, or if shes tired of routine much like i am. for half an hour, i will count the cigarette butts on the floor around me, i will wonder if Florian is going to walk out with his Cranberry Scone or if he is sconeless today (i mean, after all--sometimes he provides his own Natures Valley Bar for his Tall One Pump Nonfat Mocha). i will observe my plastic city, and hope that my half an hour break wont fucking MATTER in a year because i will be getting out and living. not many people do that nowadays. on my breaks--i just sit there. i don't talk. i don't eat. just think.
in response to this--remember the mall when we were eating?
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this is my new journal, by the way...the one you HAVEN'T ADDED, asshole! lolol
I miss talking to you, IM me sometime damnit. <333
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i <3 you ryan
hope to see you later
...but not too later
.ana.
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in response to this--remember the mall when we were eating?
i'm curious if you do.
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