Evening Edginess
Jan. 5th, 2005 09:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
demarianaI am antsy and edgy tonight. Want to pig out on the food at home and already have on some of it. I want to get out but no idea where to go. I know if I went to a store I would spend money. Do not want to do that. We have conflicting shows on Sunday and need to figure out how to tape both or something. Desperate Housewives is back against the Season Premiere of 24. We could get a 2nd VCR. Ok, yes that is about spending money again.
Trying to pay bills and my mind is going a mile a minute. I know I have been interrupting people most of the day due to thinking too fast and knowing I will not be able to remember things if I do not get it out RIGHT NOW.
Skin crawling. Almost want to go for a walk outside to feel the night. Once or twice around the block just to let some of this excess energy bleed off into the ground. Caged animal, boxed in. Pacing side to side.
Time slowing, then speeding up. Certain moments seem forever as the unfold and at other times racing by. Jumpy at the smallest sound. Or at the absence of sound. Shouldn't there be a something here?
Hearing my name whispered in the dark. Laughing and rumors whispered as I walk by. Head turning as the footsteps behind me stop. Knowing but not knowing. Caring but not. What ifs pounding in.
I know this feeling will be fading by the morning but that thought does not help the now. The walls are weeping. Time to fade.
Trying to pay bills and my mind is going a mile a minute. I know I have been interrupting people most of the day due to thinking too fast and knowing I will not be able to remember things if I do not get it out RIGHT NOW.
Skin crawling. Almost want to go for a walk outside to feel the night. Once or twice around the block just to let some of this excess energy bleed off into the ground. Caged animal, boxed in. Pacing side to side.
Time slowing, then speeding up. Certain moments seem forever as the unfold and at other times racing by. Jumpy at the smallest sound. Or at the absence of sound. Shouldn't there be a something here?
Hearing my name whispered in the dark. Laughing and rumors whispered as I walk by. Head turning as the footsteps behind me stop. Knowing but not knowing. Caring but not. What ifs pounding in.
I know this feeling will be fading by the morning but that thought does not help the now. The walls are weeping. Time to fade.
