Thursday

turn back now, while you're still ahead.

Sometimes you just can't turn back. Everyone has that point in their lives-you've seen too much, and you just can't return to what you once were and be satisfied.

I want to be both Bonnie and Clyde.

I want to remember everything and everyone. Why do I leave so many interesting people behind?

When I walk down the street, the first thing I think about when I see someone is: "what are you doing for dinner tonight?" I'm not sure why, I've just always wondered that about people. Everyone has to eat, and it's usually an intimate detail of a life-something you don't usually share with the world, but you know most other people are doing it too. Today, I got to sit and watch my neighbors have dinner. I sat in my window with the lights off, and just watched them eat. I still feel creepy about it.

The world is so much more beautiful in the rain. Everything just looks better wet. The bricks, the leaves, the sidewalk, houses-they all look brighter and richer against the grey sky.

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