So I was sitting there during work watching Forrest Gump (that movie always puts me in a reflective mood) and I just started thinking. There was this one line, when Jenny comes back to Forrest, and he goes: "I don't know why she came back. But I don't care. I was just happy to see her." I'm never like that. I'm always curious about "why?" I like to ( Read more... )

As I'm listen to some Better Than Ezra with my headphones and mouthing the words out cause my roommate's sleeping, I decided to start this little journal up. Why? Heh, I think that's what the voices in my head told me to do. There's so many it's hard to understand them sometimes. Let's see, what was I thinking about earlier?...Oh yeah. I have this ( Read more... )