Perhaps Gone

Since school let out, I've devoted way too much time to books and not enough to everything else. I don't get back to people on time, I don't write much, I even forget to eat sometimes. There are those days where I go to parks with my dad and brother for barbeques and attempting to play handball. Maybe growing my nails so long isn't such a good idea either. Those storylines hopping around in my head is not helping. Though I only think of three of them seriously. There are two that I'm nervous about and one that I rarely think about.

I lost my words. I'll type something quirky tomorrow, hopefully.





I don't know your name, so I'll call you medicine.