a certain neighbor is home. she’s only home for a week every couple months. she seems like a really interesting person and i’d like to get to know her a lot more. i think about her frequently. i guess i fantasize that we’re friends and chummy.
so today she was home. she asked me how things were. so i told her. and i was on the virge of telling why things are the way they are, when a chum of her came over. they hugged and started talking. i slowly stepped backwards. i excused myself and left.
i felt very.. not there.
it’s okay, really. my situation at this place benefits those already here and staying, and does nothing for me.
off to secret-dinner.
oh, i walked both to and from the train station today. i passed by dead-kitty (speaking of hypens) and i decided that if anything weird happens in that area, i’ll say it’s the will of dead-kitty.
