sunday.

i had planned to do a lot today.
i had planned to keep myself busy.
and to keep myself distracted.
i had planned to do class work.
research schools.
organize my samhain party.
i had planned to motivate myself.

but today is the worst kind of day to be alone.
not just to be single. but to be alone.
and that, when it comes down to it, is all i am.
i am stuck with me, myself, and i.
i write in my blog to open the possibility that someone may be reading.
someone may be connecting with my sentiments.
even though i know they're not, and i'm writing to no one.

so now i'll curl up on the couch.
and listen to the wind.
and think about my childhood.
and about my future.
and whether i have one or not.