Heals The Original Dryness

Heals The Original Dryness

i am no longer a faerie





it was not vanity that drew her to the mirror;
it was the amazement at seeing her own "I."
-the unbearable lightness of being

7.25.2002

 
it's 11:15, my entire family is pretty much asleep, i have no desire to go to bed, i am probably going to tag along with my little sister to work tomorrow... there is something dreadfully wrong with this situation.

i'm thinking i'll talk to the people tomorrow and see if i can arrange something to come do work at some slightly later hours than josie, so then i can take the train and be dropped off when benn leaves for school and i can just take the light rail or the dash shuttle to get over there and i can catch a train up to palo alto in the evening or stay at my house some evenings, something, i dunno. it feels highly ironic that i might be commuting to san jose from palo alto when just over a year ago i was doing the exact opposite. and it feels even more odd that at both benn and my house, i have the urge to say "what to i know, i don't live here"... but more so here than at benn's house cause i've gotten used to benn's house where as over here i haven't been around for the constant changing so i literally don't know where some things are. my dad's cleaning the garage and reorganizing some clutter book cases, my sister is reorganizing her room to make it more feng shui... and my mother is odd. her wisdom she imparted about being 19 was that she met my father when she was 19 and 4 months. and then asks what i'm planning on doing when i grow up/how i'm planning to make money in the meantime. i had something i was going to write down that i thought of walking upstairs to get cold sore medication, but it;s gone now.... i'm probably going to sleep in nora's bed tonight, just so i feel more like i'm sleeping in benn's bed, maybe it's like being asleep while benn's at school. where as in my room it's all too easily i'm still in highschool and going out with a boy i only see occasionally and probably just got off the phone with before i turn out the lights. i don't really need that. i'm depressed enough as is. :-/
Quoth the Raven  # 11:55 PM
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