hung
hold your head high heavy heart?
it’s like I was just just just hit with a hangover from friday night; it hurts to be horizontal and vertical, so I’m trying to make do with a 45 degree angle. we’ll see how it goes. today I was meant to venture out of town, but I ended up venturing and staying withinto it. I feel sick from my hair to my hairless feet and I really wish the house was quieter. perhaps I should sleep. perhaps I should put on a movie. I’m currently surrounded quite literally by CDs, at least 130 I’m sure. I’m currently surrounded by wellwishers greeting me with happy birthday and asking that old question, what did you get. I don’t like saying what my mother got me, but I loathe saying what my father got me. caught in between those who spend too much and those who spend a smaller amount on an ecclectic selection.
I have a tumblr because I feel I can be less abstract here. because I don’t have to shade everything I’m saying with meaning and eloquence, because I can just talk.
welcome to the day after the day after your birthday;
this is when reality really comes flooding back.
my head hurts.
