i've been listening to loads of old music that have been abandoned, left underneath my bed. i found this really cool mixed cd that an old friend had made me years ago, it had loads of old-school rock songs on. and that made me want to listen to rolling stones, pearl jam.
i listened to loads of those cds that were covered in thick dust. music from an old friend's band. and another friend's band. and meredith brookes. it was all such a random collection.
i was kind of coping with today's miserable weather and the screams and tears of the little nephews, then i spoke to the boyfriend... or is it just friend? i don't even know. do i even care? ofcourse i do, i must do. surely i wouldn't be wasting my time writing about him if i didn't!? i just want him to understand that things have been hard to cope with recently, with my nan and family tears. it's just so hard to talk to him.