So, I've officially decided that I'm going to join the circus. I can't grow a beard and I can't juggle and I'm not flexible enough to do the splits, but maybe I can help train the bears to ride bicycles.

Or maybe I'll just go sit under the bridge in the arboretum and write poems like I used to.

One thing is for sure, I'm gonna force myself back into blissful ignorance. Because...people are terrible and they don't deserve me! Fuck the world! Hare FUCKING krishna!

It's been such a strange morning....

edit: i'm watching my roommate do a ridiculous kickboxing DVD in the living room and it's making me laugh, which is cheering me up. my dad came up and bought me indian food. i get to go sleep in my boyfriend's bed, even though he won't be home til late, and the thought of already being in bed, warm and comfy, when he comes home and crawls in next to me makes my heart extremely glad.

how can i be angry at the terrible people in the world when i'm surrounded by so much love?