
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year.
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
so it's been months. again. been busy and stuff. "rebuilding" my life, i suppose. things are good, very stable. not quite the life that i'm used to, but there are some things that take getting used to, including living a steady life. i don't know, i guess it's a good thing, but it's quite boring. routine is just not my thing, i guess. i like to live on the edge, doing things without knowing them in advance. i'm no planner, that's the end of that. but in the end, happiness and content is what matters.
anyway, i'm in love with my ipod. it's an excellent excuse for me to avoid the world and just be on my own. i love walking around campus just being able to listen to music. all the faces i see, they're just giant blurs. nothing matters but me and my music. and it feels damn good.
anyway, a new quarter has just begun. so far, so good.