i am so sick of sitting.
sit... sit... sit...
that's all i ever do.
i'll wear my bums out at this rate.
to pass the time i did what i used to as a kid - i pretended to be riding up a horse.
i galloped along tossing my head about, saying "Giddy-up" and flicking a pretend whip.
...
pure child-play.
...
*sigh*
...
it's so dark and gloomy...
... in my head that is.
like life.
no phone calls.
no sms-es.
nothing.
am i deserted by my friends?
do i have any in the first place.
i cant help thinking i'm withdrawn from the world.
i think i should go to somewhere and sit.
try to calm down.
...
*ummm*
...
grey skies, grey cluds, grey bra.
i cant believe my bra is grey, but it is typico of my life.
i am once again wandering lonely as a clud through this Vale of Loners.
leave me alone.
be gone.
SHUSH.
...
blardy MENACE.
alone, all aloney, on my owney.