June 3, 2011

recess on vacation

dear for a moment there diary,

all that time i thought i needed a vacation. i don't. i get one every three days- well every 48 hours i get a 24 hour break- a reprieve- a giant exhale. it's like, "ahhhhhh." for instance, i know i am free to bounce around and do whatever i want tomorrow. that is awesome to me, because for a few hours in the afternoon tomorrow- ima do something i consider important. often i feel crowded in my life. i don't like to let others in. when i do- it tends to be on my terms- which is pretty selfish of me- but if i like you- you're all i want. if i don't like you- well, i cant help that either. ima pretty easy book to read- i think. i tend to speak pretty loud. frankly, i'd rather deal with someone like me- who constantly displays (even exaggerates) how they feel- then the person who hides it and keeps it all bottled inside and then explodes without warning. i am totally forecast-able- like the weather. you know when a cold front is coming. you know when to bring an umbrella. you know when to take cover. but you will also know when it is playtime- which will be most of the times spent with me.