January 5, 2012
I missed making an entry today, so I'm looking through my text messages for that one detail to expand upon, but I can't find anything especially noteworthy. I know it sounds like I'm giving up, an in many cases I am, but I've been doing too much thinking and not enough doing. I remember driving home from work down the dark, two-lane country road. I stopped at a party store within a tiny stip mall, complete with a gas station. The place was purchased by new management, and a couple women were stocking the shelves. Decorate snowflakes shining outside.