uncertainty

current song: La Oreja de Van Gogh - Los Amantes Del Círculo Polar

en mi misma yo me perdí

Well, the dossier's done now.

I had an eventful weekend.

What worries me most is that I don't know, I don't understand. I'm not sure what to think of it. Should I attach any special significance to it? Does it mean something? Or does it mean nothing at all? And does it really matter either way? That same uncertainty is what drove me nuts about the situation with Chaffin. I guess it'll keep happening again and again, won't it? I'll never cease being confused.

At least I'm happy when I'm around him. Always. I don't think that will change.