Thursday, November 23, 2006


this is me, november.
it's around 60 degrees everyday here, and i feel like i'm freezing.
i use my days off to clean most of the time.
i don't listen to music anymore, because nothing is worth listening to.
i never read.
these are mostly complaints, but they're buried.
i miss everyone.

i'm very happy.
i'll try to write more.

always e-mail me.

i think of you,
and of rusted out factories.

1 comment:

Nicole Przybojewski said...

We think of you, too.