waking up alone sucks. everyday, same thing. wake up, disgusted at the lack of anything meaningful to do that day, or any day. mope around, decide to go to the grocery store, maybe, just maybe i'll get to have a conversation with someone. hell, i'll take "how ya doing today?" from the cashier at check out. anything other than my mp3 or my tv talking to me. then i come home because for the life of me i can't think of anything else to do and i sit and i wait. i am endlessly waiting.



