shiver

12.22.01back& forth
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and i sat in the chair hugging my knees and feeling the wind blowing on my arms from the open window. little wisps of crisp air swept into the room, creeping quietly. everytime i look to the window i feel it - i feel him. he is there, in all his intangibility. and i run to get the most comforting sweatshirt in the world and i sit with it, not wearing it, because i like the cold.

it has been gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous outside. really crisp and clean and beautiful. i've gotten sick of staring at screens and studying and everything.

today i woke up early. my whole family was perplexed - "what are you doing up so eeearly??"

and we live with the windows open and it is nice and shivery and i eat hot wheat bagels with whipped cream cheese in the morning and rice and popsicles at night.

i sleep so well in the cold. last night i read catcher in the rye again and fell asleep with the covers on halfway and my quillow covering the space between. the space between... ;) xox.

everyone keeps asking how i am and i can't help but say WONDERFUL.


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