Argh

Beating my wings, all ways, within your cage,
I flutter, but not out.
C.S Lewis


Day one of utter freedom. And the worst thing that can happen when you think you're free is to feel strangely empty inside. That's how I'm feeling now. Am alone at home with the music blasting from the comp. Kinda fills up that empty space in here. Sigh. Miss my brother when he was sick; at least there was someone watching Sesame Street with me. (Yep, a 16 and 17 yr old cracking up hysterically at the antics of Elmo and gang. Ha) Guess I'll just have to put up with things till tomorrow, when I'm gonna shop till I literally drop. Can't wait.