Rant Rant Rant

Moving again. Fifth address in 3 years. This time I'm resisting, digging my heels in. I'm sick of it. I've got a Peter Pan complex, me, I want everything to stay the same forever. Its so not giong to happen. But imagine if it did. Imagine if it was always three thirty on a thirty degree day, on the beach, and you've just laid yourself flat on your towel after swimming. Your skin is all cool and wet, and theres a little breeze cooling you. Your girl is at the water's edge throwing a ball for your little dog, and later tonight, its your birthday barbecue.
Imagine that moment lasting forever and ever and ever.
I am so fucking miserable.

posted by Annie B @ 2:48 PM