Hotel booked? Check. Warped Tour tickets bought? Check. Snacks for road trip bought? Check. Tons of cds full of road trip music? Check. Packing? Eh, I’ll get to it…Excitement level? Slightly higher than is probably appropriate, but I can’t wait to see him. :)
Now if this weekend would please hurry up so I can go already…
I miss him…I miss him so much it hurts…but it’s absolutely worth any pain I have to go through, because when I see him it’s like sunshine explodes inside my mind, it’s like I’m complete when I’m with him. So I try to never ever complain, but sometimes late at night when I’m all alone, and my entire mind fills up with thoughts of him, it gets to be too much and I have to let it out somehow.
I like nonsense; it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living; it’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, and that enables you to laugh at life’s realities.