"Mere description is impossible. Language forces you to an implicit comment." - C.S. Lewis

2.28.2006

So, its a good thing I'm sick. I feel like someone stuffed my chest full of mucus and sewed a lining of it to my throat. I bet it was that creepy dwarf from Cat's Eye... always stealing breath when people sleep. He's not hiding in my wall though... he's in my head... i can feel him moving around in there. Ouch. Stop. Right... so, its a good thing i'm sick... because if I wasn't, then I would have been making up excuses of why I didn't have anyone to hang out with for the past couple of days. I like my roommates, but we dont do anything together. Never a game of cards... never a board game... not even a 2-player video game. The only thing we've ever shared together was watching tv and going out to eat a few times in the past year and a half. BLAH! Of course, I dont want to say anything... because I dont want to start anything. Besides, what am I going to say??? The only reason I bring it up at all is because i believe they dont read this blog. Its not them though... matter of fact, I feel a little guilty for even mentioning it, because B. is working out relationship stuff with a new girl (always a time stealer) and J. is having some tough family issues. I'm not pressing on those at all... i'm just saying... its easier to work through things when you have friends to do it with you.... and it would take next to no effort to be friends with the people in the same place you live. Well... i probably wouldn't be thinking on this at all if I had an outside source to go to. I could drive 5 hours everytime i get a night off (and not sick) to go hang out with friends in D.C. (if you are reading this and think i'm complaining for a pity party... quit reading.... I dont care what you think anyways) I've just got that lonely feeling. I had someone to hang out with every once in a while... a guy from work... but that's gone to crap I think. I will not... I refuse... You cannot make me... No way in hell... Never.... will I interfere with sight, influence or sound between two "lovers" who met through me. Since I dont know his, or hers, plans outside of work together... I can't call. What if I call while they are naked? What if I ruin a moment of blissful eye gazing? What if I ruin thier game of cards, board game, or 2-player video game? I know how much I want it... I'm not ruining it for someone else. Its'a good thing I'm sick. Its a good thing I have cabin fever.

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