peace; that's all i really need
i always want to respond to people's diary entries because i feel like they are saying something important, and because i have a response to them. it's a nonverbal response, though, it's just a feeling, and it's hard to put into words. it's hard to avoid saying, "me too". why not just say that? well, it's also hard to go to the effort to find the right link to click, and then to type the words, and then to make sure that there aren't any typos and then to click "submit".
no, it's not really that hard, but i don't even like to think about it because thinking takes effort, especially after i've sat here for awhile and stewed in mind-numbingness.
i have, deep down under the thick layer of numbness, an almost imaginary impulse to shout, to say "wake up!", and to just grab someone and do something.
when i come back to reality, though, i remember that i'm not in a dramatic movie, and that nobody else around me knows what i'm feeling.
they also don't know what i'm hearing, 'cos i've got good headphones.