May 31, 2003
i really feel like playing my guitar. i think the coffeeshop atmosphere did it to me. that and i'm feeling inspired lately. i thought of some lyrics the other day that i really like, and it'd be cool to nail a tune down to em. i'm sorry i've neglected you, baby. when i get back from camp, i promise i'll get you restrung.
it's sad that i'm leaving on monday. it's hard to leave, but i know it'll be a blast once i'm there. i'm in the mood to reconnect with the folks here, and now i have to leave. but i'll get over it. i feel like i'm never in any one place for very long, except for school. i'm just not at home for long at a time. i'm always about to go someplace else. maybe that'll be what makes me stay in l-town next summer. we'll see.