dear frog face of tomorrow diary,
i have nothing to do today and i slept all day yesterday, so doing that again does not seem like a viable option. although i am sure i could, without a doubt i could, i just don't really want to. someone needs to act like they live here. i live here. sometimes i don't want to, but i do. i love my house. there really is something about this house that is good. it has a sense of safe harbor to it, security and wellness. even when i detach from myself- my home holds me together. in the days that have passed me by and the long nights during which i may cry, at least i can call this my home until i fucking die.
i have nothing to do today and i slept all day yesterday, so doing that again does not seem like a viable option. although i am sure i could, without a doubt i could, i just don't really want to. someone needs to act like they live here. i live here. sometimes i don't want to, but i do. i love my house. there really is something about this house that is good. it has a sense of safe harbor to it, security and wellness. even when i detach from myself- my home holds me together. in the days that have passed me by and the long nights during which i may cry, at least i can call this my home until i fucking die.
