a couple of bottles of wine last night means I am not thinking straight today. Well, I never think straight. Haha.
I am so funny it kills me.
I am at loss with words. I don't know what I feel. How screwed up is that? There's a small part of me that is really happy, still glowing from yesterday's party, enjoying the memory of music flowing through me, of having a good dancepartner. Then there's the part that's unhappy, lonely and tired. And then the biggest part that feels nothing at all.
I should start asking people what they feel. Maybe this is the way most of the people feel like. Nothing at all. Or is it just me? Or is it just not sleeping properly for a long time?
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