openwounds

I hate the snow. I am forced to sit in my house with nothing to do. It's impossible to write anything better than this journal entry. I'm not used to free time. I like it that way. Everytime it snows though I end up stuck here usually thinking about ex-girlfriends and how things in my life would be better if they were still around. They probably wouldn't be true. Things would probably be much worse. After all they can't change the weather. I would still be stuck in this miserable house even if they stuck around. Hope someone else is having a better day in Jeresy.