Latest Tweets:

September 7 2009

My last hour in Dallas… Sitting at the airport, thinking about my week, but mostly of her. I actually feel really sad… My arms feel all tense, my chest gets an occasional pang, and my eyes are a little moister than usual. Is it really that bad? Is 10 days really that long? I have no idea how I survived 80 days throughout the majority of summer… but I suppose this time it’s a little different; I still have something I need to tell her. Well, she was rushing home at the time, and I forgot. She also said it’s ok, thy just means I have 2 more weeks to think it through… couldn’t tell if she was joking then… Anyways, hope I can just fall asleep and not dream about this on the way home. It really sucks that I have a layover in Houston… I mean, shit! I’m going to freakin Nashville dawg! It’s not that far by plane… Oh well, that just means two keg-uhm I mean cups of (ginger) ale instead of one. Hooray!

My last hour in Dallas… Sitting at the airport, thinking about my week, but mostly of her. I actually feel really sad… My arms feel all tense, my chest gets an occasional pang, and my eyes are a little moister than usual. Is it really that bad? Is 10 days really that long? I have no idea how I survived 80 days throughout the majority of summer… but I suppose this time it’s a little different; I still have something I need to tell her. Well, she was rushing home at the time, and I forgot. She also said it’s ok, thy just means I have 2 more weeks to think it through… couldn’t tell if she was joking then… Anyways, hope I can just fall asleep and not dream about this on the way home. It really sucks that I have a layover in Houston… I mean, shit! I’m going to freakin Nashville dawg! It’s not that far by plane… Oh well, that just means two keg-uhm I mean cups of (ginger) ale instead of one. Hooray!