blameshift

Right now, slow jazz is sizing up the night as rain falls softly in the backyard. Nathan and Ben decided to visit today, and ben is drunken and passed out on the couch while Nathan, barely buzzed, sit on the old couch on the porch switching between his book and his pad and pen. We had a few guests over tonight, and now all that is left is the abundance of beer cans and a porch littered with ashes. I tried studying with Nathan, reading my book, but an urge to move around caught me. Now "Autumn Leaves" is playing and my bed is singing sweetly to me. I need to go, before this gets any worse, I'll catch the rest of you later.

Much love, I am starting to realize how much I need love in my life and how much I want to give it to everyone.