It's that nagging headache behind my eyes and in the back of my throat.
It's too quiet.
It's the middle of the day, and I live with 8 other girls, but it feels like I live completely on my own.
It's that time when my attention span is completely non-existent.
It's not fun at all.
Updated to add: according to a Star Trek episode, lonely is thirst, a flower dying in the desert.
2 comments:
it's like walking in a crowd of runners
Sorry hun. Love you. :-)
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