i'll eventually run out of things to say.

surrounded by the color blue. i thought these walls were easy to break through. why do you always know i bottle up my emotions? it's like you have a sixth sense... me. one thing you'll never know is the story you've given me. i couldn't come up with anything better myself. it would break your heart to know what i think. so into the bottle i go...

another day in the life of me. :sigh: I really need to find myself a job. Writing and reading can only take me so far. Unless... someone would pay me to do it. I honestly don't see that happening any time soon though. Back to the drawing board.

I wish the summer would come already. As much as I love my hoodie, I'd really like to enjoy going to the beach. I'm hoping that when the season starts [next week] it will warm up. My family will be sailing out our yacht next week... I'm contemplating whether or not I want to accompany them on a 9-ish hour sail from Great Lakes to downtown Chicago. It wasn't terribly interesting last season, but at least the wind was blowing in the right direction. I've got a few more days to ponder my decision.

[.x.0.]
i still love you when my eyes are closed.

OutZ.