overwhelmingly scatter brained as of late.  but i think i’m getting used to not focusing. 

he said to me, life isn’t really that hard at all.  i think i believe him.

i have good friends. 

we talked about love and loving.  love as a verb and not a noun, blah blah blah. 

last year, we went to foster’s market and talked about, well, me.  and whether i thought people cared.  or rather, if i felt they did. 

i told my brother when i was 12 i didn’t know what love was.  he laughed at me. 

dorm life.  freakin hilarious.  makes me sad sometimes though.

a few months ago, i felt like i was losing touch.  i think….i’m giving/i’ve given into that.  i can’t decide if its purposeful or not.  this change in weather has flipped, kicked, turned, me over.  let’s be trite.  a new leaf?  HAH!  blegh.

i don’t feel useful anymore.  i feel selfish.

smiles still make me happy.  so do old people. 

I keep trying to take pictures.  It’s not turning out as well as I wanted.  I need to figure out how to play with my camera the right way. 

goodbye.