Yep, I'm supposed to be sorting and packing washing, but bleh, I'm so lazy. I guess I'll get to it in a bit.
I need to get my butt in gear and write a bit, I think thats why I'm sitting with a journal page open in front of me instead of sorting out what must go where in the laundry.
I've been playing around with the idea of a diary.
Dear Diary,
Its been 2 months since I saw the shadowy figure, and yet, I've dreamt of that figure every night.
Who was it and why do I feel as if I'm being watched continuously...
(dreaded adverb aside, I think it might be a fun project)
That or I've been reading too much Vampire Diaries.
Meh, I'm' in