Is it bad that I wake each day not remembering where I was or who I was with but then when the fog clears, I almost wish that I could curl back up into it? I dream of something that's from time past and I'm not sure how to go about retrieving it for the here and now. I suppose I'll just have to fondly remember it and live within my dreams...Cheesy, I know. However, I am sitting here with my legs aching for some unknown reason and pondering why in the world a friend of mine is insisting on sending me text messages about being gay with Kenyans. Hinder- Get Stoned is also going off in the background and though it makes it hard to think, I guess it's something to take my reeling mind off of the world and the current events. I know I'm avoiding the most prominent thoughts in my mind but I think I'm currently at a standstill in what to say or do about it all. I know it's chip choppy but I'm going to go at that. I can't think. I pray maybe that a late night discovery of my mind will encourage me to pick back up.
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