can't go back now;

The Weepies and John Mayer. On repeat.

I'm having a terrible headache right now. Sometimes I wish I could just write just for myself. And not for grades on paper, not for any sort of analysis that goes in circles and ends up waiting for a revolution. The past two hours just made me feel lousier. A 300 word... thing could actually do damage to me. How amusing is that?

Other than that, I really need sleep. But I'm glad for a lot of other little things.. The love, the misery, the hands reaching out, the heart. Just to know there are other hearts reaching out.. feels good for now. Now, I just need a tiny step to a little heart out there.. :)

x L