Just one day.

I need a day for me. Or maybe I don’t need one, maybe I just want one. I want to lay in bed all day. I want to listen to music. I want Secondhand Serenade and Akon playing all day long. I want to read a book, and not a book that I purchased at the Kinokuniya. A book for me. I have about seven books that I have yet to read. I want to read them all. I want to relax. I want to be able to put together the pieces that seem to have fallen out of place these past couple of months. I want to pick myself up again. I want to find something or someone that takes the place of the comfort that’s no longer here, the comfort you gave me. This is a lot harder than I thought.