Thoughts8

Wow, I barely remember posting those last two entries
Yesterday was a blur
Seemed like a dream
Maybe this whole vacation has been a dream
Maybe I was in an accident on my way up from Tennessee and I'm in a coma right now

Met a girl in my dreams
We made love

I woke up

I'm a mad scientist and this trip is my experiment
Who am I?
What am I going to be?
I'm finding myself
Or at least looking

I think I'm young and foolish
I'm too busy looking for myself

Basements seem to be the place to be
That's where I've spent most of my time lately
Zach's basement
Kurt's basement
My bedroom is in the basement so when I get back home...

And when I saw her eyes I knew

I'm not sure if I'll hang out with Chelsea again
Probably
Hopefully
I've never been very good with girls
They give me looks
I catch them stealing glances
I can talk them up
Charm them
Then
Nothing

But believe me
In the moments I have shared with girls
Those moments of passion
And intimacy
Pressed against a wall
Pulling her head back by her hair
Kissing down her neck
I know how to handle myself

It's just a challenge to lead up to those moments

God I'm tired
Kurt's friend Kyle slept over last night
He snores way too fucking loud
Kept me up
Then he woke up this morning and decided to play drums

Good morning