Sitting here, alone, up on this ancient couch, I'm feeling rather lonely, yet.... not? I don't know if that makes sense, but some nights, it's hard being around people. Hard dealing with the overexaggerated excitement and drama.
Ha, does that whole first paragraph make me a loner, or do others feel that way sometimes? So overcome by the tidal wave of emotions that go on around them, they feel the need to escape, even if into their own minds, using their headphones to keep the world at bay?I feel a tad like maybe Edgar Alan Poe and Regina Spektor all rolled up into one, with a tiny twinge of James Rollins. I'm sure Tyler Whetstone would have something to say about that combination :P
Anyway, perhaps it would be best, for you, dear reader, if I stopped typing. I'm sure my brain has become addlepated enough right now that this really IS just a bunch of nonsense that won't make much sense even to me in the morning....
~Char
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