Jessica

Lady Lovely Locks
2002-12-05 21:44:45 (UTC)

One Is The Loneliest Number

Today it's snowing. Snowing hard, snowing a lot, snowing
beautifully, soft and white, glinting in the artificial
light. I've been looking at it now for at least 10
minutes and before that I walked around outside and took
pictures of it, in it. Today I feel so lonely. I don't
know if it's because I want to be home in this snow storm
(as it is my first away from home), if i just need sleep,
if I just miss Joey more than I can understand, if I'm
just wirled away by the talk Carl and I just had, if it's
because I need to talk to Miranda, if I need to get my
christmas shopping done, if I need to clean this mess of a
room, if I'm feeling Opheila's pain as she slowely withers
away, if I'm just fed up with my roommate, if the smell of
these roses is driving me insane (I doubt it), if I need
my our space and need to kill that roommate of mine, or if
it's just those aliens in my stomach making me crazy. But
otherwise, I registered for classes and got all the ones I
wanted, read a lot of my book, might go sledding, have a
beautiful boquet of flowers on my desk, had a constructive
talk with Carl, and a trusting talk with Joey. I have an
apple.




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