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I think driving to Atlanta on no sleep for thirty-six hours was the… - Salvador Dali in a lawn chair.
I'm invisible without 3D glasses.
I think driving to Atlanta on no sleep for thirty-six hours was the stupidest thing I've done in a long time. I don't even remember half of 285. I think I just navigated on instinct.

During the entire trip, I remember phasing in about twenty to thirty times when I swerved or something startled me back into consciousness. I'm not joking or exaggerating. I'm an idiot for almost getting myself killed.

Matt made me some soup (of course I got up later and washed the dishes) while I dozed after finally getting to make love after a month of being apart.

Things are a little different. We're not used to being around each other, so each time we visit the other, we have to get re-accustomed to actually getting to see and touch one another.

In a way, I think I'm growing up in this relationship, that I'm slowly learning the right balance between space, time, effort, and attention.

I'm very sleepy, content, and just happy I didn't run off the road.

mood: content content
music: The "Go" Soundtrack

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mistervimes From: mistervimes Date: November 21st, 2001 06:12 am (UTC) (link)

Smacks Ginger inna head-bone

You do realize had you wrecked and killed yourself that I would never speak to you again... =P
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