11:33 a.m. - 2007-12-22
Drinking.
Okay, so I could not sleep. What did I do? Well you know how it is.
Lighter.
Lit.
Sit.
Back.
So, I'm finished up painting.
And I'm listing to Tom Waits. And I really got to thinking. I dont tell proper stories. I feel like I am doing an injustice to the people I am around. Why? Because, there is so much to these people. And, I just, leave most of it out.
I need to get better at these things. The small things. The way D smiles when he has been able to make me blush. Because, truth be told, that is kind of hard to do. Why? because I hide it well.
Either way. I need sleep now that I've got the paint out of the way.
