Only a few hours until I’ll be listening to Jack White!!
I wish the streets in my neighborhood were less hilly and safer for skateboards. I really wanna ride around and clear my head. It’s so cool out.
I am slowly fucking up everything good in my life.
When we’re writing on a prompt at Writers’ Group, I’m always done so early (if I write at all) and then I’m just sitting here bored and restless. Prompt time goes so slow when I’m done. Like I feel like I should be writing more but I can’t focus.
Oh well, I have the bones of a poem written.