Right now, I am in a cute coffee shop in Urbana, drinking a lovely latte made by a nice boy and staring at this screen, and one with a story on loop about a girl whose teacher cut her braids off, and I am wondering why anyone would do such a thing, and even more why anyone would care to broadcast it on the news. Why should we care?
Mostly I'm feeling very happy, and a little lonely, but not enough to make me very sad, just enough to push into being creative and doing something and I like this feeling alot. I am learning to like it alot. "The pleasure that your sadness brings..."
I came here with the intention of writing more of my story, or whathaveyou but I don't know where to go with it. I don't know where to go with my life either and I think this is a big part of it. Where are we going?
Now there are kids in here and I can think, only hear them scream and watch them run around while their parents do nothing.
I think I need a vacation. From everything.
:)
