In other news, tonight is my last night here before I leave for Indiana. I'll be gone for less than 2 days. Probably about a day and a half, if even.
I'm interested in DMing. I hope it doesn't become a wasted dream.
I want to play advance wars. All will be well tomorrow.
I'm distressed over wasted dreams. Things I think I'll do and never do.
They're no fun.
I try to strive, I really do. I never do.
Someday. Someday I'll pull it all together. Someday I'll be who I need to.
I wish I could put into words this wonderful piano solo. I wish I could enunciate it for you. Play it for you in words. Speak the sounds of ten violins, three violas, a cello, a bass, and a piano into words. I wish I could speak it.
Maybe one day I will. I'll become perfect and express my expressions.
It's a long way back home.
It's too damn late. Definitely too late.
I took the subway today. Got off at Irving. I met russ. We went to subway, I borrowed Advance Wars, he showed me the school newspaper that was canceled, and I left. It was brief, but I enjoyed myself.
I overtook that feeling of "Moving? Hell no."
Maybe it's time to wrap things up for the night.