If you don't have anything good to write, don't write anything at all.

' Twas my motto for this blog....hmm......and yet, I write.


I'm confused.

I don't know what is going on in Lost's head. I really wish I did. I'm frustrated because I find myself talking to her, slipping right back into the rhythm that existed so naturally between us. "It's weird because it's not weird." I don't know yet if I can trust her. Should I embrace the returning friendship, or attempt to keep up some wall...if that's even possible? I've let down my defenses so easily so far. We'd been so close.

And then there's the other one... *sigh* I don't know what's going on.

Being at home this weekend will be nice. I'm pretty sure....