Some Days.

Some days you don't worry about the mundane. Your hair looks scraggly but you whip your head purposely to feel movie-like. Those days you miss the baby monkeys that you always see stuck to their mommies bodies. Damn cute. Days you almost hit a car for looking at texts. Days you look up at the sky and walk. And then you discover a new bird (it's true). Job hunting doesn't seem so hard. And Chris Martin just knows want you want and sings it to you.

I like those days. I wish they stayed whole days.

I miss you, writing. :')

In a sense I am a little caught and am not even putting up enough fight.

Haha. Bye.