I guess everything will eventually come full circle.  it usually does but I was kind of hoping to avoid a few things along the way.  No such luck.  Lindsay has to face the music, as always.

Things are starting to calm down, and by things, I mean me.  iive ben talking less, and it has shown in my eye color.  (LOONG STORY.)

I've just been observing the way people act around me and things like that.  (I got the idea from a friend.)  So people have wondered what was wrong with me.
Maybe eventually they'll get used to my new-found solidarity. 

Of course, that immediately changed after school, when I was walking with Courtney.  She is just too, bubbly to avoid talking to.  Because I was in some sort of detached state from my body or something like that, I kind of felt myself making motions with my hands and chatting animatedly, but it wasn't really me.  It was like someone else instead.

Maybe you guys will understand what I'm trying to say without me actually telling you.

But anyways, I could see everything.  Like how the grass was this tan shade and how the gravel is so littered with broken glass that it sparkles.  Or like how the buses went by so that I could feel the exhaust on my face. 

But really I was deep inside my head.  Just kind of thinking, reflecting about why things happen the way they do.

Maybe I'm growing up.

Or maybe I'm just depressed.

Love,
Lindsay