The title of today's blog is by: Henry David Thoreau.
Today I didn't do too much, I went to church with my mother. Alek wanted to come so he was our substitute Logan (my brother) for a few hours.
Yesterday I tried my first Chai tea (I know I'm a slacker), it was very, very good! My friend Tyler told me that he'd buy it, and if I liked it I could drink it, and if I didn't then he'd drink it. Well, I liked it so it was mine. I never got around to writing my 8th grade english teacher a letter today, dangit. I guess I could start before I go bed? Yeah? Hmm?
Sometimes I feel like I'm in the eye of a tornado. It's peaceful and quiet. I feel like I'm floating in my thoughts, creativity, and memories that I have had. It's the best place to be in. I feel like I'm my own. Does that make sense? Hell, even if it doesn't I don't care, today I learned that it doesn't have to make sense.
Screw logic!
Goodnight to whoever reads this? Perhaps I am the only one who is reading my thoughts, oh the usual.
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