4:05 am

I asked a friend, what seperates your heart from your body? a pause, an excuse to mingle and not a care in the world. I have no answer to that. Have fun they say, it bores me. Numbing myself with good people who's done some bad things. NO one's perfect. I feel like i haven't left. It was spring time today, got to enjoy ten minutes of walking. Time seems to be faster, poof it's time for bed. Something not familiar at the moment. Good things comes to those who wait. Kill me with cliches please!! Grass seems greener on my side. Excuses, that's all it is. This is what seperates the body from the heart. The mind always wanders. eh, need sleep.

ho hum

I'm sitting here watching "the exorcism of emily rose." i feel like her sometimes when i get into my drinking moods. need to be exorcised, i'm not sure if that's the right word but ever since i came back i've been devilish, heehee! I don't have the same tolerance. i get pretty drunk with 2 drinks and i stop to think if my head is still connected to my body. i can't tell sometimes. just having fun i guess. trying to find my 'community.' i've always been a spontaneous type and lately i haven't been disappointed. i feel good and i like the fact that i have no expectations from anyone. i don't have to care or give two shits about what people think.