GPOYW.

It’s been almost two weeks since I met any friends. Mostly I do the IM thing because many of them live elsewhere — which is also a hinderence. It’s hard to do silly stuff when it’s quite a distance that stops the whole impulsiveness. At times, I’m quite content with it being this way. It’s easy and you don’t have to reply right now and all those things. But at the same time, I miss that personal thingamabob… Eh, you know, contact? Especially since I’ve realized that I actually like people.

So, if I know you: what about going out into the forrest/city and look for abandoned cars or odd buildings enclosed by fences? And if I don’t know you: hello. How are you?

(From Searching For the Wrong-Eyed Jesus.)