Enough is enough...
Sometimes I wonder. I am in another one of my moods, blame it on the love stories marathon. I find myself fiening more than what I have again. There's a huge rumbling of energy inside me right now, but I never know what to do with it as usual. It feels like there's a ball of light and energy and sound just rolling around in the bottom part of my chest, it needs to be put to good use, but on what? I spend way too much time day dreaming of love with a certain someone, and extremely too much time on the love I had. I am somewhat independent, I should be able to move over these things. The new year is approaching, somehting needs to be done, but I'm not sure what. I think staying away from romantic French films may be one of the resolutions. Nah, that's my vice. Well anyways, a new year, doesn're really mean much to me right now except to buy a new calendar and start another diet/exercise regiment that I won't stick to. Another year sitting at the same computer at work, watching the clock to hit 5. Dreaming of how my life could be going. I wish someone would just step up and take me over. There's one person who I can't get enough of, and for some odd reason I keep flocking back to him even though he has no intentions or ability to take me over. I seem to be the one that takes him over, not be force, but more by his hand. Am I being a baby? Yes. As usual. Anyways, here's to a new year, an old flame, and an even older dream.

