and Windy has stormy eyes

[verbminx]

All I have eaten today is a bowl of oatmeal (maple raisin), 3 kosher dill pickle spears, a small container of Yoplait blackberry yogurt, and a glazed donut (which I really should not be eating). My mother went grocery shopping, but by the time she came home I was no longer very hungry anymore (because I'd been hungry for hours!) and instead I went for a ride with her.

We meant to go just up and down the road for ten minutes or so, and drove down into the next county and the bay wildlife sanctuary instead. When we turned around it was on a dark, lonely stretch of highway, and the radio, on an AM easy listening station that had been spouting swank cocktail tunes, suddenly started playing a song that consisted of hearty eerie laughter. There were more stars overhead there than anywhere else around, and the trees were dense and too close. We turned around and came home. We were gone for around 90 minutes. I've been home for over an hour and I'm still not hungry.

I'm in a poor mental state... I know it's just hormonal, but I hate this sense of creeping doom. Like something is about to come crashing down on my head.

I feel bad that lately I haven't been commenting in other people's journals very much. I'm trying very hard to read all my friends pages but since I tend to read 200 entries at once lately, like I did today (and since a website I visited broke my right-click and I can't open replies in a new window), I'm not getting as many comments in as I'd like. I think of things like when I thought it said "Caligula, take me away!" in Pooka's journal (it was Calgon), as well as the bit about Batman's cape being so dusty it was the wrong color. Or the thing about the person hoarding food from their kids in Whorlpool's journal. Or things Internautte and Jamie say, all the time. Vignoche, Absolution, etc. I've been posting more comments to Ana lately than anyone because she's having so much trauma heaped on her head and I'm concerned for her. Anyway, I'm sorry I'm not more communicative. I mean to be. I'm not this self-absorbed. I just leave things unsaid, let inertia suck at my fingertips.

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Re: roads & words

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I live near Cape Canaveral in FL. well, somewhat south of it, but that's the closest landmark. Orlando's outskirts are about an hour northwest of here. technically we're a suburb of them, but all there is between here and there is an hour of farmland! just near the border of the next county south of us is the inlet for the atlantic intracoastal (intercoastal? not sure which) waterway, and a big wildlife preserve. that's where we drove to. i live on a barrier island about 15 minutes or so from "town", tho there are things like grocery stores, banks, fastfood, and so on, on our side of the river.