I walk in the house and rummage through the refrigerator. There is plenty of food that I could make, but it's 3am or so and I don't want to eat anything too much. I've already passed up the chance to stop at Del Taco before coming home for some breakfast burritos. Oh! Breakfast burritos! How they make my mouth water even now as I think about them.
I've dropped Mario at his home. We had dinner and then watched Texas Chainsaw Massacre. (The remake) I laughed probably more than I should have. Oh well. Time well spent just the same. I like that I'm able to finally make a reality out of a year's worth of coy IM's and fantasy.
It's job time Jeremy. Say it. Do it. Mean it.
Swirls of thoughts:... Martin in school, Rey's home situation, Charles fitting into SoCal comfortably, Randy's heath, Nathan's health, having faith in this thing called life. No more ants in the house please. Marines what? Being around people is terrifying me at times. Sometimes I feel like myself. My sister is dating. I have no idea who my brothers are. There are several cards I need to write in the next day or so. The people touched by Katrina touch my life. I feel I should be there. My red cross money just isn't enough.
I still want food.
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The daily jazz of my mind, as pure & honest as possible; but know that words are themselves filters of the original thought/idea.
