morning too grey

[threeplusfire]

I hope it's just the wind, and the clouds, and all the weird air swirling by me. The nightmares were worse than last night, though without the physical pain. No more, no more, no more.

Everything seems to be sensitized. My skin, my thoughts... it's vexing, honestly. Some of it I could enjoy but it is too frustrating to always be on the edge without knowing what or where or why.

I'm listening to the sirens, thinking about my sister, wrapped in a blanket. I had planned to go out and about before work today, but that doesn't seem like such a good idea now.

The best thing though is that I have a fourth row ticket to see Private Lives on May 25th.

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right

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

Indeed. I'm going to bounce into work and my coworkers will say "What? Eh." A few of them perhaps will share my joy. At least Amy, since she likes Rickman too.

Oh my, I'm going to New York. The anticipation is killing me.

Re: right

[reive.livejournal.com]

I'm in a tizzy about what to wear.
I know, how fucking apalling of me, right? But I figure, what I wear always determines how much fun I'm having playing with the universe, so it does actually matter.
I first was like "oh the silver and green dress I'm making for the wedding", but for a profoundly dumb reason, I won't admit to in a public forum, I'm now thinking I want to be a bit more girl in boys clothes about it.

Re: right

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

Oh! What in the world am I going to wear? Eek. (good to know I'm not the only one worrying about this.)