i had an intense night. thank god for Danielle, wonder woman
for talking to me and letting me talk.
crash & burn baby.
drank nearly a whole bottle of wine.

when i lived alone,
i would have these nights,
sit in the cave
and not call anyone.
it's just odd f or me to consistently think
that strength lies in utter silence.

purge. purge. purge.
think about new things.

I'm not feeling so good about certain things.
but sharing a room with nick isn't so bad,
and having roommates for the first time in
two years is a little ridiculous but really fun.

i laugh a lot more when i'm around nick,
which is probably healthy for the ice queen.

i had a dream about King Daradas.
i woke up, typed it in (I somehow knew how to spell it), because i wondered. I've never heard of it before.
and:

the Daradas were a people who lived north and north-east to the Kashmir valley. This kingdom is identified to be the Gilgit region in Kashmir along the river Sindhu or Indus.

and "daradaraya" means "King of the Daradas."

interesting.