…while I lie awake and miss you.
My darling, I wish you were here.
It’s insane how Owl City can capture my mood. The silence isn’t so bad, till I look at my hands and feels sad ’cause the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly. I’ve been working like crazy this summer, trying to save up for the fall. It doesn’t seem to matter how much I work, though: taxes destroy my paychecks. But hey, work makes the days go by faster. I will be “voluntarily terminating” myself at the end of the summer after nearly three years at that miserable institution, which I will not name for fear of getting fired before August. Let it suffice to say that I’m sick of retail.
I should be sleeping. But of course, I took a long nap not too long ago due to swimming-and-sunshine-induced exhaustion. I don’t know why I bother anymore; sleep just isn’t normal for me. I miss Lexington, freedom, my boyfriend, friends…and so much more. This summer has been a rough one, that’s for sure. Apparently I’m not as likable as I thought I was, since I rarely hang out with people. I don’t like being a loner. I need human contact to keep sane.
P.S. I need to revamp my categories. They’re redundant, they overlap, and they’re plain retarded. So if half my posts end up tag-less, it’s because I messed something up. 🙂