Stay With Me

I've been thinking and I've decided, this is just not it. Vacation time. Time to watch TV and sleep late and all that, and really, I've been doing nothing else. But I've spent the last five hours or so in front of this computer watching Scrubs. I love Scrubs. But after a point I feel pretty wasted, signed in and invisible, wondering who I want to talk to on my chat list who'll want to talk to me. Sort of sucks a little. So here I am again, sitting in my chair with my knees up wearing shoes five sizes too large because I like how I painted them and telling you how my life sucks. 

It doesn't really. Just that there's nobody here and I'm too broke to go anywhere else right now. Gets kind of depressing. Specially when you keep hearing a mournful soundtrack in your head. I think I'm losing my cool ability to change mindsongs to whatever I want to hear. Or may be this is what I want to hear, which is even worse. So I'm off now. Maybe I'll find something to read.
"at first the solitude charmed me like a prelude…but so much music wounded me."


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Author: Kirtana K

I paint and make music and blog like a maniac. These days I try to run. But I have chicken legs and lungs the size of two-rupee balloons. I fail. I like pajamas and striped socks and books that read like song and songs that sound like poetry and strangers who read this page. And Maggi when I'm sick or cold or sad or celebrating. They'll find noodles in my veins if ever they cut me open. And potatoes. And maybe a tiny bit of whiskey. I'll be an Unidentified Living Object and they'll put my insides on display. It will be crazy. It will be awesome. It will.

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