Texty: Digger. Monte Carlo. Feeling What I'm Thinking.

Hard to keep myself satisfied and my head straight. I can feel the boredom creeping in. I keep writing to stay occupied. These words on paper. What do I do now? Staring at this letter that I'm going to send. The days drag on like they'll never end. Dozing off in the car while I'm thinking about you. Take a breath in, let out a sigh. I'll keep trying till the day I die. Sometimes things happen to take forever. Right now this is how I'm feeling. You're the one I'm thinking of. Hard to think with this noise; and it's getting louder. Three pictures of her is all I have. I must keep myself poised, and keep my head up. The music stops and I've lost my frame of thought