It is Thursday night. I don't know why but I am kind of looking forward to the end of the week. I always seem to greet Friday warmly even though it usually means a very busy weekend filled with mindless work. It isn't really a break so why does Friday sound so good? Maybe it is because I only have one class? Or maybe it is because there will be no classes Monday? Shh! Don't tell work that I have Monday off. I am sure they will try to get me to work a Monday again and it killed me this week. I really don't want to do it again.
I don't have a big concept to talk about tonight and my day really wasn't very special. I suppose I could talk about the lunch I had with a friend from work or about how rude customers can be. I could write about the new poem I just wrote but if I did that then it would leave you with no fun of your own. No one wants to be told what a poem is about. I could talk about the need to take tonight off just because I know I am ahead some if not as much as I would like to be. Nothing seems like it would be very interesting to anyone, including me. I could talk some more about what it has been like growing up poor or about what I am learning here at school. Neither seems to offer anything new right now. I could talk about the power of language. I could talk about that all day and get no where.
Honestly, it is almost 10:30 and I had a rather long day today., I have really been looking forward to laying in or on my bed with Garret and being utterly silly. We like to cuddle and be silly. Or cuddle and talk. Or cuddle and edit. Or cuddle and watch movies. I think we just like holding each other. Plus he has left his sweatshirt laying on the bed next to me and I am very tempted right now to put it on and cuddle with it while he is busy with his game. Hmm... maybe I can pull him away for a bit of cuddling...
Goodnight.
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