and i wrote you a story

I lack the Force, so I suppose I should begin saying things I think and/or feel. At this point, it would be an obvious choice.

There's been a lot on my mind lately—feelings, words, thoughts, colors, emotions. A rainbow of human vomit I'm trying to sort through. It's not going very well, but at least there are things I look forward to. Next month, possibly the month after. I don't mean for this to sound emo; it's not. I'm currently unsure of myself (or my intentions) in regards to the people in my life.

THERE ARE NEVER EASY CHOICES. I'm permanently confused.

Ah, but I'm currently obsessed with BBC's Sherlock. If my writings at mephis and occasional RPing of Dr. Watson weren't enough of a hint, I'm sure my tumblr and plurk are suffering from Sherlock Syndrome. Please forgive me. I love it.

Note to self: read the originals ASAP. And stop buying all the art you see!!!