what if the time stops ticking at 3:40 PM
Dear Diary.
Aren't rainy days the best. I like the whole atmosphere. During the first few minutes of rain, the scent of fresh grass. Followed by the gathering of dark grey clouds and heavy downpour, raindrops pitter pattering on the window ledge Then you sit alone in the room with a glass of hot chocolate, typing away on your PC, lights off, music on. It makes you think of things. Good ones, as well as bad. Of course thinking of negative things isn't all that bad. Anyhow, life's been absolutely splendid. Slacking at home all day, that is.
I got this off some acquaintance's online diary. Quite very true I must say.
So when you get a little bored of writing your rants down, you realize you're stuck at the very first page, or the first line you're starting your blog entry with. Then it has got to be either your life is just sad, or it's monotonous. Or you're just stuck.
It actually depresses me just to read that. Why? 'Cause I noticed something.. That my entry was filled with descriptive sentences. Describing the rainy weather. And only two sentences on how life is right now. Somebody smack me in the face.
