04-28-05 - 12:07
"And I'd..
Give it all away,
Just to have somewhere to go to...
Give it all away,
To have someone to come home to...
This is my December,
This is my snow covered home...
This is my December,
This is me alone..."
linkin park
It’s been a wile since my last entry. Call it lack of motivation, call it lack of care, call it whatever you want. I’ve been back for some time now but I cant stop being always on guard. Maybe it would have been different if I had something to come back to, or someone to start over with. I guess I’ll never know. I hate going out but I can’t stand staying shut in. I find myself just driving for hours to no where. Stopping at some diner here or there, watching people live there lives, watching them fight or make up, worry about money, start a connection to one another. I still feel hollow; I’ve come to expect it. I always feel I am on the outside looking in a window where ever I am; I’m there but not really part of anything.
