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December 2nd, 1989 (03:37 pm)

current mood: apathetic

current mood: apathetic
I never thought of Mark as being loud, but without him here... the loft is fucking silent.
No Maureen this does not mean you should come over and make a lot of noise.
I like the quiet.
Really.
It's just weird.
I think about playing my guitar, but then what's the point? I haven't played seriously since A-... since almost a year ago now.
Sometimes I'll pick it up, strum my fingers along the strings for a little while, but only so I keep busy with something.
...I think I'll just go sit out on the fire escape for a while.





