Ink pens and Hugh Heffner.

Feeling: chipper
I got to write today. I havent written in 2 months. It feels damn good. I dont know, something just clicked, and i couldnt stop my pen. I love when that happens. When its just. . . there. Its the most incredible feeling. And now i feel somewhat euphoric. Its sad really, how easily my spirits are lifted. I broke down earlier and talked to stef about andrew. I think she may have told him something, because immediately afterwards, he told me to call him. Although we didnt speak about anything of importance, there was something reassuring about the sound of his voice, and the thoughts of insecurity and uncertainty just melted away. He leaves early tomorrow morning. I leave thursday morning. And i SHOULD be able to see him at some point thursday. I hope anyway. *sigh* i dunno. . . things arent much better, but im beginning to grow numb to it all, and as of right now, i dont really care, because i just wrote. . .and im happy. And im planning a party with my libizzle, and i think planning it is more fun that its going to actually be! hahaha gyah, i'll try to update later. . . muahaha!
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writing is a way of relaxation....

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