journal

The wind is really strong tonight. I hear it blowing through the doors and windows, making the bushes scratch at the windows. Normally, it would bother me a lot. I’m trying not to let it bother me tonight. It’s hopefully only for another day or so. Driving around over the weekend, I wondered if the…

I really hope this is my last Friday. Oh, how I long to be on the road with my two neurotic cats and all of my accompanying baggage.

I’m cold and awake and tired of being on this planet.