"We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out." -Ray Bradbury

Imogen Heap always makes me want to write.

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Posted on 12:39 AM | By KatieSham | In

I have nothing in mind that I want to talk about. I just haven't done this in so long that I figured it would be good for me.

So.. I graduated.

I would've blogged about it but it really still hasn't sunk in. I never have to go back. I never have to deal with high school again. I'm sure it'll sink in really nicely the first week of school this fall.

The past two days have felt inexpressibly off. I don't know what it was, but they both didn't feel..good. I haven't felt honestly happy and carefree in a while and that's kind of weird.

I'm not depressed or anything, I just have so much going on, one thing after another, that I haven't really had a day to just...sit.

And I'm unreasonably impatient with everyone around me. I'm to the point where I expect everyone to be able to read my mind and see exactly what it is I want them to do.
I'm fairly certain I know how to..lessen that to some extent but I really don't want to. It would mean spending less time with the people that have the innate ability to read my mind. And where's the fun in that?

I'm whiny. I know.

I don't know. I just..everything feels wrong and out of place. I need to go somewhere different. Take a trip! That would be beyond fantastic. Anything really. Nothing huge or fancy, but just somewhere different with people I haven't met. A road trip. Bahhh. Yes.