Falling Temps
Nov. 23rd, 2003 11:40 pmTemperatures are falling. Yesterday was 80 something, tonight it's falling into the 30's and it's windy as heck. It's been one of those night's for naval-gazing and watching as the clouds and rain of this morning have given away to a starry night. Up around my parent's house I looked up at the sky, full of stars as there isn't as much of a wash out from the city lights. The pine trees swayed back and forth quickly in the gale.
I keep thinking about the future. I went to the fraternity's initiation ritual tonight and realized that I'm a long way away from the experience they were going through. It was a great growth experience, but now I'm in a different world. I guess I'm just trying to make my dreams and wishes more than just lollipops and fishes. I know, cliched, but so is navel gazing.
I talked to Chris tonight, the usual nightly conversations we have, how was your day? What's happening tomorrow? How's everyone, etc. Still, as mundane as it is, it's comforting. Sometimes we're on the phone and we're both quiet for minutes at a time. Chris always seems to apologize for not being a good conversationalist, but I tell him not to worry. I love to just know he's on the other side of the line.
I know, how saccharine-sweet can I be, huh?
Oh well, I'll just have to cuddle up with the covers tonight and keep warm the best I can.
I keep thinking about the future. I went to the fraternity's initiation ritual tonight and realized that I'm a long way away from the experience they were going through. It was a great growth experience, but now I'm in a different world. I guess I'm just trying to make my dreams and wishes more than just lollipops and fishes. I know, cliched, but so is navel gazing.
I talked to Chris tonight, the usual nightly conversations we have, how was your day? What's happening tomorrow? How's everyone, etc. Still, as mundane as it is, it's comforting. Sometimes we're on the phone and we're both quiet for minutes at a time. Chris always seems to apologize for not being a good conversationalist, but I tell him not to worry. I love to just know he's on the other side of the line.
I know, how saccharine-sweet can I be, huh?
Oh well, I'll just have to cuddle up with the covers tonight and keep warm the best I can.