Wednesday, April 29, 2009

I miss the pink sunsets on our street. I miss the way the christmas tree looked last year.
I miss driving slow. I miss going to the river. I miss doing my hair the way I used to.
I miss being inspired and passionate. I dont know who I am.

1 comment:

tabs said...

None of us really do.
I think we preoccupy ourselves with whatever it is we 'do' to avoid siting around, waiting for it to come back.