sleepay

don't wake me
i plan on sleeping in
- the postal service

i don't know what i want to say in particular, except that i would like to be quiet.
and be filled, like a tall glass of cool water.

watched forest gump tonight.
...it was good. so, friends.
why is it difficult to accept love?
how does our past mess us up?
how is it that this man holds on to his simple and uncomplicated love, and his promises?
- is it enough for us?
the last scenes were beautiful, tom hanks and the son reading, fishing.
and the boy getting on the bus.

ah, so little love this year.
...it breaks my heart.
i would like to quietly shut the door on people,
maybe in reaction to that.

but then God brings people back into my life, and says,
no.
haha.

i think i have to, to some extent.

can you give me a reason to care?
was drifting off before i slept last night, turning over possibilities in my mind of a person who would listen. who would understand.
and then i came to the great realization that the person i wanted to talk to is God.
har har, God.
=) thanks.

death has come in the form of allergies.
but so much sunshine in the spring and pale green leaves.