It's funny...your worst nightmare always seems so far away. But then all of a sudden, there it is. Like a monsterous titlewave. You try to escape, but you can't. You struggle, you struggle, and you struggle. Your Desperate cries unheard. Then something strangle happens. You stop struggling. Your Cries take flight. You forget you're drowning.
-Dark Harbor

Stupid Emerson essay. It has to get done, but all I want to do is watch movies and listen to music. I wish I didn't have to apply to college. Stupid conventional world.

Friday night while looking at the stars with Tony (before Katie Woz came to join us), he said something that is so interesting. That night I just felt like watching the star and thinking about stuff. So i did. Talking with Tony, he said that when he was younger he thought we were all inside some kids shoe box and the stars in the sky were holes he poked in the top. We were his bugs in a way. And if his mom ever opened the top, we were all screwed. It's such a cool thing to think about. Tony is a genius...of sorts.

Third Eye Blind: Motorcycle Driveby
I'm back on a Third Eye Blind kick