| Current mood: |  distressed |
Lonely Nights
I have been arm-wrestling with this wireless connection at my house ever since I got home, so apologies if I disappear at times. It took me about 5 tries to even get in to post this.
I hate nights like these. On the cab ride home, the cabbie mentioned about the rain instead of stow, and made a passing comment about how the climate is changing. Which, of course, made me thing about climate change, then global warming, then how our species is kind of screwed, and maybe this is how far we'll advance, and we could very well have reached the pinnacle of human civilization, and it's all downhill from here, and death is inevitable, and I started thinking about what happens when you die. Yes, all of this happened in a span far too quick and before I could tell my brain to knock it off I was a paranoid mess.
I hate nights like these. I hope I reach the point in my life at some point that when my mind shoots off on some tangent I can just roll over in bed, shake the person next to me, and talk about it, or get a hug, or something.
Instead, I get home with an incredible urge to talk to my girlfriend, but the wireless gets in the way, and now I'm here in bet alone with my thoughts, my mom's snores across the hall.
This sucks.
I wish I was elsewhere, somewhere else, or I could pick up the phone and wake someone up at 2:30 am, or go for a walk in the park, or whatever. And here I was going to post a wonderful response to Ed's previous comment (and I still will sometime), but for now I wish I could just go to sleep, have a nice dream, wake up, and think about how simple life is, and how much fun I have at Justin's, and how nice it's been to be home, and all these other wonderful things that should be in my head right now but aren't.
Miss you.
Bah.
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