• When I get that feeling of being stuck, I tend to think about living on the road for a while.
  • I love Boston. But sometimes I want to live somewhere warm.
    • With my own yard.
      • And a fire-pit.
  • Sometimes I want to be able to sing, or have some kind of stage presence.
    • And play the piano/guitar better.
  • Road trips. With a few good friends.
  • I daydream about being little a lot, when me and my dad didn't have very much money, and we'd take red line trip to play soccer in random suburban fields.
  • I wish I was a little more athletically sized.
  • I think a lot about having a child. And being able to tell them stories, and watching their soccer games and school plays, and saying "Okay, I suppose you can stay up for another hour."
  • Sometimes I think about where I would be if I went to the NYFA after high school.
    • Or St. Johns.
  • A lot of the time when I'm with Vanessa, I start to think about how carefully plotted out our friendship began. Which makes me think about fate vs. coincidence, and such.
jan 5 2010 ∞
jul 30 2011 +