sometimes i think in poetry
or at least, its the only way my thoughts make sense

a few short thoughts for the morning:

i don't remember
how many syllables in
a haiku again?

i've never hated snow so much in my life. but then again, it's not that i hate snow it's just that i love all the things and people the snow is preventing

i don't even like christmas this year. which isn't really true, because i will enjoy it, but i will always have part of my mind thinking about all the soons
soon when we will watch rent at your house
soon when we go to the zoo
soon when i can hug you again
soon when we will meet at a cafe by your house and walk round the lake
soon
soon
soon

i like facebook notes a lot. they're a good way to keep busy when stuck at home

sometimes i wonder how much people know. like do they already know things i don't tell them?