Sweet serenity...

It's just one of those days. The sky is drizzling. The air is damp and everything appears to be in a state of depression. Everyone's waiting for Spring to come-for new beginnings, rejuvination, and inspiration. I too fall into this category. I'm ready for change. I want to see new things. I want to experience the extraordinary. I want to step 'out of the box' into a whole new light.

Eugene is still not talking to me. He's still very heated, and I've been informed to just stay out of his path. I think what makes me so upset about all of this is that I would do anything for him. I love him and hate to see him upset. Especially, when his being upset is directed at me; someone who clearly feels at a loss for words and if I did have words, he would not want to hear them. So, as with everyone else in my life, I'll give him his time too.

Moore spent the night again last night. Needless to say, nothing was said; just the two of us sleeping in the same room together, but yet so far away. And I still wait. That's just the story of my life. The title would be: "Miss Analyzation And Her Journey...Nowhere." Wouldn't you go see that in the theaters? Yeah right. It's not even one I would rent.

Speaking of rentals, I've rented the 'Notebook.' I've heard it's a tear jerker; I'm in the mood for that. I'm in for the evening, by myself. I'm going to put on my pjs, pop a bag of popcorn, get some tissue for the tears, snuggle under the covers of my bed, and absorb myself in me.