I'm starting to hate that when I look at complete strangers for curiousity's sake, they turn and look back at me as if I have a problem and seem to assess what I'm worth. It's a weird feeling. I think somehow I've entered the world of adults without realizing it. Somehow I've gotten to the age where wondering is wrong. I still look out at the world with wide and curious eyes and I just want to learn. Maybe I'll never grow out of seeing through the eyes of a child. I just wish people wouldn't seem so offended.
This summer has been busy for me. With two weeks in Mexico, one in Bloomington, a weekend in Milwaukee, and working with my Dad on houses. I'm so bored. I can't wait until Winter. I can't wait for the snow.
I miss school.
My free time is filled with music, reading, doodling, movies, and fumbling with a guitar. Not much.
I can't wait for the snow.