...and I want to do it forever.
I think I have been in the house too much.
I've tried to fill my time but everything I touch keeps going wrong.
I'm not losing heart but I'm so insanely bored.
I feel like I'm bursting with needs and wants to do things, but I'm stuck to the chair.
I look forward to going to bed because I can wake up tomorrow fresh, sure I have work, but the afternoon is mine for the taking.
How I wish my head was in one place and not several.
Wednesday, 9 June 2010
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