And I wonder as I lay here, in this sleepless field of dreams..

HELLO!

Somehow you've stumbled upon my blog, scraping the ends of the internet for something interesting.

Instead you found this.
I hope I don't put you to sleep.


Stories of fiction and fact lie dormant in this digital journal. Anything labelled with fiction junction is just that: fiction.

STORIES

» fiction junction. [all stories are sorted by this tag]
» refraction.
» love's weight.
» Viktor's Girls. [an ongoing collection]


do you think of me when I think of you

» Rachel Waa.
» xkcd.
» questionable content.
» the awesomer.
» not always right.
» stumble upon.
» Lore Olympus.

as the nighttime slowly sings...?

» chih.
» kaylyn.
» kitty.
» j comeau of A Softer World.


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well can't you see that it's just raining?
Dec 17, 2008 || 11:49 PM || comment?

I had to step outside earlier today, there was a thick fog that covered the surrounding area. It made it difficult to see, but at least it wasn't hot outside. As a matter of fact, as I stepped down the stairs, away from the protection the awning offered, I felt light spray hitting my face, not hard, just a refreshing mist. I didn't really want to feel it though. Not at all...


you know, right now I don't really feel like doing much of anything. it's a strange feeling. a feeling of not caring? I don't even feel like typing out this blog, but I am hoping to feel better after I'm done. it doesn't seem very likely though, heh.


I was going to wonder what kinds of things you'd like for me to put on this blog, but you know what? this blog isn't for anyone but me, not this particular entry, but this whole blog site itself. I'm not writing any of this for anyone except for myself. and I should keep it that way. I don't care if you want to read these kinds of things or not, I am going to write it because I want to write it, regardless if you read it or not, comment or not, care or not.


haha I was going to write a story in this space but I got distracted for like an hour and changed my mind. also my mood has changed, it's no longer matching what I was feeling earlier so to not confuse anything I'll just end it right here.

[haha by the way I do feel better, what do you know.]