yawned

Time yawns before me and behind me and I sit. And wait.




I dont know why I've put off talking about things or updating this damn blog. Every time I log on and read other peoples posts I feel like a sneak.

I guess I just don't have much to say that I'm not already saying out in the world. Which is good.

Or the only things I want to say are too scary and dark for me to face. Which is bad.


But at least the dark and scary is in the past and it less scary the longer I let it sit and chill out.

And the things I say to the world everyday are said with a smile and a laugh and an honesty I couldn't force myself to have when I was younger.


Being 27 has made me so wise. Apparently tonight in my mind I can do no wrong and am a genius.

And if my roommates eat the last of the bread and don't replace it I'm going to end up in jail.