I am starting to understand that a heart can be broken so many times that it can start to just not care.

I'm tired.

Poeple are just different and no one is going to be excatly like you.

This was a hard lesson for me to learn when I was a child and I guess I am still trying to learn it.

Things I saw while driving to work today-

Hundreds of black small birds flying in ramdon directions.

Tore up ground.

Childern walking with thier hands in thier pockets.

A man selling tires.

I have been crying for days and now my eyes feel dry and like at any moment they could fall out of my head.