I woke up early and decided that I was going to stay inside all day. I really wanted to create my own little stupid world, where nothing really happened to me. So I read some of my books and listened to some of my music and thought about the past and waited for you to come back. I’d stare at the highway outside my window and think about strange things. I’d think about how you’re wonderful and good, and how I’m just a little lost and empty sometimes.