I was sitting in Anthropology class today, we are on the arts unit, and my teacher allowed a couple of students to play thier music. One of them was a song called "The Wolf" very metallicay or korn like. It caused a rush of memories. I haven't listened to that kind of music in this life, i haven't heard korn (except shoots and ladders) since the last time I saw Ghost and Cat. And then it all came back, us sitting in Cat's living room listening to Korn and Rob Zombie. Is it just easy to romatize the past, or was the past actually a better time for me. I yearn for that feeling of companiship again. When the pack was whole, screwed up but whole. We knew who we were. We would go out at night and play. And now we are so worried aobut our own lives that no one will play with me anymore. I'm bored and I'm lonely. And its funny, but I put up two really personal enteries, written at a time when I thought I was falling apart and not one person responded. I am becoming the Ghost. She escaped and left me in her stead.