melancholy and the *finite* sadness

somedays the space in front of me is silent and empty. nothing is reachable. sometimes it's nice. just to have no one to have to listen to. no one watching. just to be me in my head.

other days it feels lonely. i'd give my right foot to have someone or something distract me. i only have a few options as it stands. bed, calling friends who are currently out getting drunk, working, or writing a letter. i don't want to write the letter. i'll cry and then i'll get a headache and everything will suck as i drift off to sleep and dreams will come about sad and lonely geniuses in danger. i can't face it right now.

i won't call friends because with one in particular, a little desire is gettin' in the way of clear thought. could just be that i laugh a lot when he's here. endorphins. i'm not sure how to be single again.

working is done for tonight. no more intelligent work is coming out of this head until dawn.

so, bed it is. g'night kids.

posted by Courtney at 12:19 a.m.

Sick of paying so much for calls from prison? Click here, DO Something