last night would've been more fun if my head wasn't so clouded over, and i'm not certain whether it's accumulated lack of sleep or the misery and confusion of going through a personal re-evaluation.
regardless, milling around with SxS, ru55 and his SO was nice.
this morning was a bit weird, and i missioned around tel aviv looking for a solitaire board (peg solitaire). shopping was a pleasure, and when i decided that the girl i know from high school wasn't going to call i went over to singer's for a guitar lesson. after an hour or two i just passed out, and when i came to we had a talk about life and the universe that left me with much to think about.
specifically, in addition to growing up angry (daddy issues up the wazoo) i used to be a particularly sensitive person, and two feelings that i used to feel a lot and intensely were love and sadness. hell, i used to write lots of poetry for @!#$'s sake. and at some point those two feelings just sort of, well, disappeared. or became extremely diluted.
maybe it was gradual, but my years of feeling spiritually dead without any doubt (to my mind) the lack of those two.
my fingertips are feeling cut and abused. i would've borrowed her guitar, but i was on rollerblades and decided that it wasn't worth the risk.
summer's gotta be here - i just had to turn on the airconditioner to "freeze please".
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