"She's in love, and the world gets blurry
She makes mistakes, and she's in no hurry to grow up
'Cause grownups, they don't understand her
Well it's a big, big world out there, but she's not scared...
She finds hope in the strangest places
She reads her books, and she knows the faces
Of everyone that ever said she's alone
She knows every word to the saddest songs
And she sings along, though her friends all tell her
That she can't sing...
She's eighteen, much too young
To know what a kiss like that would mean
But her lips, they were no stranger to the touch
And she likes it way too much."
--Mayday Parade, So Far Away

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

"I've Lost My Mind... Oh, There It Is!"

That's definitely one of my own quotes. Funny story--About a year ago, I was intently searching for my hairbrush after I'd just set it down somewhere, so I said [out loud] that I'd "lost my mind" and proclaimed "Oh, there it is!" when I saw the brush on the stair ledge. If my mother had not questioned my sanity before, this certainly set off her curiosity...

Anyway. That's how I'm feeling... Mindless. It's one of those, well, months. There are some days that I wake up and wonder if my head is screwed on straight, or if maybe I'm still dreaming. It's so confusing. Am I really here? Did that really just happen? Am I wearing pants?

I'm going to bed. These past few weeks have seemed to last a lifetime.

How do I make it stop?
Posted by at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)