Rolly Coaster Ups and Downs
Been feeling a little restless - gray day last night, chilly and drizzly almost cold and dreary. Feeling a drop of enthusiasm for my chosen sport too, not to mention a huge drop in any performance. Topped with none other than the to-run-or-not-to-run issue...
Slept late - after being unable to change my stick blade and finally giving up on the stupid crashing MSN - and woke up even later. The day was bright and pretty so I just dragged myself out. But just couldn't find the perfect scrapbook - price or design wise - for whatever I had in mind. Disconcerted, lonely, restless.
The weird disjointed dreams that somehow rope in Hall have not been helping either. I don't dream very often.
Sat down for a cuppa at Velocce (no smoking thank god) and read the guidebook for HK. Not the best kinda read - disorientated, messy and mish-mash just like HK I guess - but at least I got it over with.
Came back and found the lovely postpac in my mailbox - so much love and sunshine for the soul all of a sudden. Dented a little by the garishly loud voices emanating from the communal kitchen - guess my quiet dinner would have to wait damn - but still the warmth persisted.
A calendar, a card and a book - that's all it takes to please me really. Oh, and of course all the accompanying love and "i miss you" that comes with it.
Thank you - really. The timing could not have been better. <3
~ st*rcr*ss*d ~
Slept late - after being unable to change my stick blade and finally giving up on the stupid crashing MSN - and woke up even later. The day was bright and pretty so I just dragged myself out. But just couldn't find the perfect scrapbook - price or design wise - for whatever I had in mind. Disconcerted, lonely, restless.
The weird disjointed dreams that somehow rope in Hall have not been helping either. I don't dream very often.
Sat down for a cuppa at Velocce (no smoking thank god) and read the guidebook for HK. Not the best kinda read - disorientated, messy and mish-mash just like HK I guess - but at least I got it over with.
Came back and found the lovely postpac in my mailbox - so much love and sunshine for the soul all of a sudden. Dented a little by the garishly loud voices emanating from the communal kitchen - guess my quiet dinner would have to wait damn - but still the warmth persisted.
A calendar, a card and a book - that's all it takes to please me really. Oh, and of course all the accompanying love and "i miss you" that comes with it.
Thank you - really. The timing could not have been better. <3
~ st*rcr*ss*d ~
posted by fallen star at 8:13 PM
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