half an hour
im using half an hour of sleep to fill up this space.
waiting for the gates to open that night, I felt a pang of loneliness. It has been a while since I was able to call a friend up and comment randomly, about how big the tree outside her house is. the greatest measure of a relationship is how you can make the infinitesimally random things become a happy topic.
im left loving jury the cat with no one. the one I wanted to laugh it over with, is loving someone else.
