Always something more

Counting Crows on friday.

I care more than I thought I would, faster than I thought i could. You hit like a car, fast and forceful, but most importantly never ever expected.

Hey hopper...I've really missed having your voice in my head, i hope me hang out more soon.

I wonder what you think I am, you out there who only read, but do not see, do not talk to, do not touch me, do not comment. What must your version of me be like? am i who you need me to be? would you even like me at all? should it matter?

listen to ani, no really, she says profound things in a quiet and observant way.

this apartment is quite warm