Mmm. There's something that I want to go to, but mother has given me only half a permission. Like, sorta reluctant, exasperated permission, therefore I'm not entirely comfortable with it, and so yeah. What am I trying to say? It's one of those nights, where I don't quite feel as though I'm in this body and feeling these emotions. Where I think of my friends but can't envision them.
And there was just a slight earthical tremor. Time to stop blogging.
I really don't feel right. Not tonight. But I will. Then I'll feel stupid for feeling weird. Such is life. And stuff.