I'm so tired, this weekend just zoomed right past. Today's hangover only reminded me how over all of this I am. Although last night was good (clean) fun, I'm quite glad it's no longer a weekly thing. I've been thinking about the future a lot lately, all aspects of it. I don't know where I'm going to be, but I kinda hope I'll be with you. I know I've been judgemental and terrible, but I guess at the end of the day I just want you to do what you wanna do. Anyway, does it really make a difference to me now? I love spending time with you, and I kinda hope that things never change.. but how realistic is that? Some part of me is so over being realistic and practical and safe. Sometimes your idealistic and carefree ways annoy the hell out of me, but at the end of the day, I do think it provides a nice and much needed balance to my crazy uptight personality. So that's nice. I know nothing is ever as it seems and nobody knows that the future holds, but it's nice to dream a little.
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