One more.

I've really lacked the motivation to write, or should that be the reason.

I have no reason that I can. No reason for me to be. None what so ever.

I would like one.

Just one, somewthing nice, to make me smile. To give me a skip in my step. I'd like that. I'll have to keep on looking.

The humdrum of life really isn't for me. I'm bored. Bored out of me heed. (I spelt thaht the way I wanted it said)


meh.

Staring out my window.

I'm looking at the tree getting blown about and I'm wandering. Just getting lost in the rippling to and fro movement.

I wander if my life is like one of those leaves you know. Connected to the tree, the larger part of existence, the here and now. If I were to fall off, much like any of those leaves, the hundreds of similar green things, would anyone really notice. No/ Maybe those closest to me. But I really doubt I'd be missed for long you know.

Two weeks and it'd be over. Life would resume as normal.

Not that I am going anywhere. Not that I'm due a popping off at any point in the near future.

I can't wait for some fun.