mean that much: 01-06-02 (11:10 am)

i don't feel like talking, or writing, or working. or really anything. i suddenly don't feel like i'm serching for anything yet i'm being swept away...i made cookies last night. maybe this is how women turn into housewives. a stage of apathy. miserable. maybe when finals are over i will feel again. when logan will be gone and i'll be alone. i don't really care. she doesn't mean that much to me. i am a bad friend.

i want to be swept up into a stage of passion and creation. to make tapes, and stories and wonderful conversations. where did it go?

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