Here I am selfishly wishing my sleeping friend has a burst of insomnia and comes on to chat with me. lol I did confess I was selfish didn't I? I can't sleep. I have too much going on in this mind. So hey you out there! Can you hear me? Come play with me. *pout* I know I got in late tonight. But it was work. I thought of calling you. Almost. But I put my cell back in my purse and walked away. If I kept it on me all night I would've called you for sure. But would I have had to do all the talking?

Well I'm visiting *****'s site again. I knew I would. Waiting for an update. Wondering if she will soon. Feels weird silently watching someone you used to know from afar. Strange. Stalkerish. Ick now that sounds all wrong. I feel like a Kate Bush song. Every thing sorta fits except she isn't watching a clock in our house. I feel like a ghost. Thinly making my way through her site and vanishing without a trace.

Watching You Without Me ( Lyrics )

It was weird reading her diary. Her mother is sick. I hope she recovers. I always remember thinking how cool she was. I remember her. Think she must have felt like she was banging her head against a brick wall trying to make ***** see herself the way she did. Aw yeah did that make sense? Probably not. I think *****'s beauty was obvious to everyone but herself. Now she seems to see it clearly. The confidence oozes from her site. It's nice. Comforting.

Now, I'm trying to unwind. Listening to Sarah. That cd is so lush. Full of warmth. Full of grace. Full of love and snuggly moments. But her magic isn't working tonight. Not enough to lull me to sleep.