floating along.

fyi, i just wrote out several different paragraphs and decided that every single one of them really had no point and were just failed attempts to overanalyze myself, as per usual.

after deleting and restarting about four times, i decided it was all for naught, and thought i should move on. sink or swim, so they say.

so, i suppose all i really wanted to say is that i am tired. physically and mentally.

also, random fact, i would really [and this makes me sound like such a girl, but whatever...] like someone to pull me into a hug.

fact: i would like for everyone to stop being afraid all of the time of everything.

i watched "shopgirl" tonight... you know, that steve martin movie that he wrote based on his novella? well, either way, it was surprisingly poignant and fabulous, and i have decided to end with a quote, purely because the movie really "pulled my heart strings" [is that still a saying?].




"Some nights alone, he thinks of her. And some nights alone, she thinks of him. Some nights these thoughts occur at the same moment, and [they] are connected without ever knowing it."