I believe in the sand beneath my toes
Do you ever worry that you're not getting anywhere, and then realize that maybe it doesn't matter anyway?
Sometimes you have to laugh, or you’ll cry. You might just have to resign yourself to the fact that fate has you in its grip, and you don’t have much of a choice. Might as well enjoy it, it might be lovely after all. Maybe this is all just a game. Don’t be sad.
Sometimes I email myself stuff from work. Ideas and all. I never do anything with them, and they're almost always bad in hindsight.
I have no idea when we will be back - he should be coming out of
customs and all by about 4:15 or 4:30 I imagine, that is if the plane
is on time. Then it's about a 5 hour drive home.
these are just thoughts
show details Jun 30 (2 days ago)
Why do people like that one so much?? Is it cause it's thin an everyone had to read it in school????