I'm sitting on my bed. My body is completely tired but mentally im not. Im on the phone with daniel and he's telling me about half baked and im half interested and half wandering off into space. I call this selective hearing. Sometimes i wonder why with only certain people i can actually have a conversation with on the phone. Ive lost interest in actually having conversations on the phone. I dont know why this has become? Maybe because ive lost interest in people having to listen to me. My conversations have slowly become less and less interesting. I always catch myself saying, "mmmmmm" or, "okayyy." ive lost interest in myself, my life runs through the same old routine. Oh well, i guess its time for some new adventures.

I find your eyes wandering. I know what your thinking. I know your looking to see when she'll pass by. You read every word with the fullest attention you could ever give. She mentions your name, you smile. She talks to you, your sitting at the edge of your seat. She invites you places, you never turn her down. I couldnt blame you. She's different. She talks with the greatest tongue and her individuality sticks out like a sore thumb. At times, shes too different but this doesnt bother you. It only intrigues you more. It only makes you wish she was present more. Everyone is stunned by her presence, not just you. I feel your pulse racing, your no good at hiding it. I feel you slowly drifting, its only a matter of time. The sun will set and it will be a new day for all of us. We will all start off new and she will be back again. It will almost be like rereading your favorite book. But, will you once again be dissapointed by the horrible plot and bad ending? What made it your favorite in the first place? What drove the urge that let your eyes drift over the sacred words once again. But all at once you open your eyes, finding the answers to your questions and i am once again finding your eyes wandering the crowd looking for her all over again.




Oh well. This is how it always begins.