keep your / hand on the rail / if / all / else fails

<< Wednesday, Jun. 03, 2015 - 6:25 pm >>
running out of words to say

hi diary, my house smells like lychee and coconut and chilli because i just made my first ever red curry. yum.

i have too many friends now and i don't really know if i am even friends with them. but i do miss them a lot. especially jenny, who haven't seen since february.

can you believe it is june? my fingertips are always cold. and my cat always tries to sit on me.

these days there's always a wistfulness in my contentment. my hopes feel a bit like despair sometimes. being happy helps but now what?