I am sitting at my desk right now. Supposedly studying for my finals on Monday but I'm not doing anything. Just staring at my laptop.
The house is empty except for me. Everyone is out. I don't really mind and honestly speaking I prefer it this way. Quiet. Very nice for studying or just pondering things.
I just finished reading Grisham's The Firm, had read halfway through The Pelican Brief. Just found an ebook of Pride and Prejudice, epub version, and I swear I'll start reading as soon as my finals are over. Well knowing me, I'd probably start sooner. Cant refuse a good book now, can I?
Damn.
I wish I can invite you over. I wish I can have you here with me all the time. I am all alone here. Lonely as hell. Would love a company. Hey, are you free? Come over and we'll do something fun. Or just sit around and I'll make some tea and we'll chat. Or just enjoy the quiet and peace and laze around reading books. Yeah, that'd be great. Just us sitting and reading and not even talking.
Because your presence is enough.
Because having you here is enough.
Damn it.
And I can't ever tell you all this, can I?
