night is always so strange. complete silence, just the tapping of keys and the dull, occasional click of the lightbulb beside my bed. breathe in, breathe out, nothing to drown it out. i can almost hear my heart beating...but then again, maybe that is just the anxiety.
weird day, strange day, lonely day. nicotine to ease the nerves. mindless hours going through music, no real plans. went to OEC with fran and molly, watched labyrinth and then went back to the room. other plans didn't work out. lonely day.
i just listened to walking by with billy, and i've got to stop. i can't finish this entry now...i can't let these thoughts rise up to the forefront of my mind. good night
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