It's 4 in the morning // you know where I'll be..

Hey now, there's chemicals in the clouds
10:33 pm at Thursday, Mar. 18, 2004

I love the feeling of doing nothing and having it mean everything. I remember laying there listening to Armor For Sleep, looking into his eyes, both mouthing the words to our favorite CD. I felt infinite, in my own world and I was okay with it. It's amazing how something so simple, so seemingly ordinary can seem so indescribable.

I owe it to my memory of these events that have kept me remotely sane for the past few months. It's hard having experienced memorable times but having them just out of reach. A tease, at times. I can only imagine that it would be harder never knowing, never experiencing.

"I guess it's typical to cling to memories you'll never get back again."--BRIGHT EYES

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