i'm sitting in the hotel a good jaunt away from my life considering the rest of the evening and thinking i'll go sit in the hot tub and be warm for a while, maybe work out a little and mostly pine for home.
i'm cold on the inside and lonely. there is only one fix that will satisfy and that is a little weird for me. i didn't want to tiptoe to the edge of this cliff so i'm running towards it with abandon throwing flowers to all sides, leaping in midstride . . . you get the picture, i'm sure.
Jenn is a proponent for the Bueno philosophy - it feels good NOW, worry about the rest of it later.
i'm weak enough to fall for that for a little bit. it's may fault that i'm gonna dive. i sure hope there's some fucking water at the bottom of that cliff...
confessed on Wednesday, Jan. 16, 2008