things might be coming back together after all, and my life is pretty well ordered considering all the chaos I've put it through this summer but it's fall now and I can't help but feel like the noun is more relevant as a verb:
fall [fawl] verb, fell, fall·en, fall·ing, noun; verb (used without object)
1) to subside or abate.
2) to become lower in pitch or volume.
3) to lose animation; appear disappointed.
4) to come or drop down suddenly to a lower position, whether voluntarily or not.
5) to have its proper place.
I guess that pretty much sums it up.
I got sick, really sick I guess, and I had a fever for a few days and hallucinated some and had a pretty hard time getting out of bed. today I feel less sick but also like the sickness has left a weird emptiness in its wake.
never, before I lived on a main street next to a stop light, did I realize what crappy music people listen to in their cars. I mean, I always suspected it, but suspecting and knowing are two very different things.
story of my life.
I got a new roommate and our rooms are separated (I can NEVER spell that word right on the first try) by one wall. I can hear absolutely everything he's doing all the time and am quite possibly being driven crazy wondering if he can hear everything I'm doing, too.
I feel like it has taken me less than 3 days to become entirely irrelevant.
it's not an unfamiliar feeling, and I haven't decided yet if it's unwelcome.
being alone is generally much less complicated than being involved socially, but I don't know if it's preferable. I've been trying to figure that one out for years.
fall [fawl] verb, fell, fall·en, fall·ing, noun; verb (used without object)
1) to subside or abate.
2) to become lower in pitch or volume.
3) to lose animation; appear disappointed.
4) to come or drop down suddenly to a lower position, whether voluntarily or not.
5) to have its proper place.
I guess that pretty much sums it up.
I got sick, really sick I guess, and I had a fever for a few days and hallucinated some and had a pretty hard time getting out of bed. today I feel less sick but also like the sickness has left a weird emptiness in its wake.
never, before I lived on a main street next to a stop light, did I realize what crappy music people listen to in their cars. I mean, I always suspected it, but suspecting and knowing are two very different things.
story of my life.
I got a new roommate and our rooms are separated (I can NEVER spell that word right on the first try) by one wall. I can hear absolutely everything he's doing all the time and am quite possibly being driven crazy wondering if he can hear everything I'm doing, too.
I feel like it has taken me less than 3 days to become entirely irrelevant.
it's not an unfamiliar feeling, and I haven't decided yet if it's unwelcome.
being alone is generally much less complicated than being involved socially, but I don't know if it's preferable. I've been trying to figure that one out for years.
