Actual Sentences
Its been a week since I wrote anything more than bullet points, but every time I think of something I want to write about, it ends up being so disjointed that I resort to a meaningless list of things on my mind.
From the best weekend I’ve had in ages, each day since has brought something new to be angry about, leaving me exhausted, and disappointed in everyone, including myself.
I’m not sure where to go from here, but I do know that all I feel like doing is reading, knitting, and designing more tattoos. I don’t think I even want to go to Melbourne next month anymore.
Gee, look at that… four whole sentences.
