I think winter has sunk into my heart, because i feel old. I'm twenty- two... what is fifty-five going to feel like?! yikes! Sometimes, responsibilities, desires, pain, and the fact that it snowed three inches on march 23 after everything had melted... gets to me. Instead of shaking it somehow I sink into it by remembering when I was on the road, or remembering when it was just me, I remember when things just seemed easier... now I know I am romanticizing alot of those memories in my head, and I know hindsight is 20/20.. I know.. I know! but I just feel so weary, so monotonous.... and I just needed to get it out.
Night.
