it's really beautiful.

jason bought a new car, i am cleaning the kitchen everyday and playing with fernando before i go to sleep.

vika and i stay up talking really late and she takes cabs home.

i find myself staring at the clock at 530am and pray to no one that i'll fall asleep before 7am.

i lay in bed from 11-12, hitting the snooze button, listening to joe frank in between closed lids.

i have a lot of hope, and i understand what has conspired up to this point to make my life what it is.

staying up all night finds me alone in the dark, unbearably sad.

i drank the rest of niki's coffee this morning.

i miss my brother a lot.