orchid1

My friend had emergency surgery and is in intensive care. I can't even call yet because she's not conscious.
I can't even say anything.
What can I say? It doesn't seem real, what with being states away.
I am baffeled. (baffled?)

I find myself focusing on little things instead. One of my roommates gave me this fancy stationary holder thing with matching fancy stationary. I really like to open and close it.

We are going to look at a house tomorrow evening.

I don't know if I have ever needed to get away from myself so badly. This weekend I am going to a cute little bed and breakfast with Dave.

It strikes me as so very strange that I just have to keep moving along even when I just can't comprehend some things. Like how she is suddenly in such bad shape.

Human bodies are such poorly built little squishy pods.

I love listening to Fiona Apple sometimes. Its funny becuase I dont' have any of her cds...but my roommate does.

I think I am afraid that something worse will happen to her.
I'm afraid of someone else I love leaving as well.