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shook hands and said goodbye
In an effort to shake the musically enhanced funk I've been falling into lately I figured I'd lay off the decemberunderground crack. Yet the first full song I hear on the radio? Miss Murder. Go figure.
Overslept, if you can manage to oversleep without having a set idea of when you were planning on waking in the first place. Perhaps it was due to the epic almost nightmare I couldn't shake, even when waking momentarily. I seriously considered going back to sleep despite the whole overslept thing, which makes me think I've gone and lost my mind.
It's a bit vexing how articulate and eloquent some people can be in the throes of their sorrow. It's an unfair advantage, though I suppose it's kind of rude to complain that while life is kicking them in the shins, they manage to string their words together in a way that's fascinating, hmm? I suppose it is.
I think it's breakfast time.
Overslept, if you can manage to oversleep without having a set idea of when you were planning on waking in the first place. Perhaps it was due to the epic almost nightmare I couldn't shake, even when waking momentarily. I seriously considered going back to sleep despite the whole overslept thing, which makes me think I've gone and lost my mind.
It's a bit vexing how articulate and eloquent some people can be in the throes of their sorrow. It's an unfair advantage, though I suppose it's kind of rude to complain that while life is kicking them in the shins, they manage to string their words together in a way that's fascinating, hmm? I suppose it is.
I think it's breakfast time.