Wonks (lucidnightmare) wrote, @ 2003-08-06 21:10:00

[...it's not even a question...]
someone next door is cooking salmon. i can smell it blowing in through the door to the balcony. the sun has set, and the mountains across the sound have a peachy glow above them.
it's dark in here. and i feel lonely.
i'm not alone.
but i wish i were.
shaun is in the back room. i always hate being home alone with him.
it's not that i don't like him, just that i don't exactly find solace in his company. and i'd rather be alone.
today has been pretty bad. just an endless string of disappointments and bad news.

i wish it were over. i wish these next two weeks were over.

i wish i were right now on a plane crossing the atlantic.

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