I find myself more and more infatuated with this certain character who has appeared conviently in my life.  He’s adorable and sweet and smart and can make me smile just because I know he exists.  His hugs are embracing and his hands are soft and warm.  I’m smitten, and I’m almost positive that it’s mutual.  Here’s the thing: we haven’t discussed anything.  Everyone else thinks things and I am neither confirming or denying anything.  We both talk about it to other people, but I can’t figure out why we can’t talk about it to each other.

We’re shy, him and me.  I need to take a deep breath and say something.

Or do something.

The butterflies are back, floating all over inside my stomach.  It’s a great feeling.

I just hope it’s mutual.

I’m not sure exactly how this moth got inside my room, but it’s been flying around all over for a few hours now.  I don’t have the heart to get rid of it, and I am also lazy.

It landed on my wrist for a few seconds, though.

It’ll die by the morning, or I’ll eat it in my sleep.

May is almost over, here comes June, and before I know it, school will start all over again.

It’s a break.

April showers bring May Flowers.  It’s a silly phrase but it is very true.  April is the month where it rains a lot in this area, and I can’t complain.

The other night we had our first spring rain, and I stopped what I was doing just to sit on the porch, shielded from the the shower, and feel the rain drop on the ground and on the roads and on the cars and on the mailbox and on the everything else.

I can smell the spring right now.  It really wants to come out to play, but its mother won’t let it go outside just yet.

I find myself “in like” with a very unlikely character who has appeared in my life.  The thing is, there are a lot of things.

I think that Spring is sneaking up on me and wants me to have butterflies.

We shall see!

Hey you.  Long time no see.  I hear you’re in pain, recovering from some shit.  You are in my thoughts because I want you to have a speedy recovery.

But I don’t want to dream about you.

You’ve been in my dreams a lot lately, and I always seem to be hiding from you.  I think you were the only guy I ever felt a connection with who also gave me butterflies and made me smile endlessly.  My heart has obviously taken control of these dreams now.

So why am I hiding from you?

I need to put something else on my mind.

I have the feeling that ghosts are here in my house, but they only stop by when it’s snowing and cold outside.

Feel free to stay as long as you need to, ghosts!

When it snows, I feel like I’m in another world. Much like Narnia, but also very different. The red sky I see outside my window right now makes me feel like I’m a princess trapped in a tower on another planet.

At least it’s warm inside.

I had a dream last night where my college was a huge spiral staircased building with the cafeteria and lounge at the top floor. On my way there, I saw a box with little kittens inside and the sign taped onto the box read “FREE BABY MOUNTAIN LIONS”. I took one, but on the way to the cafeteria, I lost it.