Wonder Wonder Star

A star is a beautiful memory. I still have not felt like talking. Talking with people, listening to people, I just don't really feel like it. Well, not at work I don't. I feel like it will always be the same old gripes & complaints. We tell each other what happened over Christmas, we give a little laugh, or a "wow! that sounds fun." And then we move on. I feel like I want to be at the moving on part. I don't feel very alive at work right now. By alive I think I mean, interactive. Yeah...interactive. I want to go there and get my work done. That is all. I want happiness to fade to dark purple. Warm and good.