why is it that when life seems to pull me in every direction possible - whether it be work, events/parties, friends, adventures, love - all i want to do is go home, turn off my phone, hang out with my cats, and watch tv/read a book... i just want to go into my tiny apartment in brooklyn and ignore the rest of the world and escape into mine...
but,
when i have nowhere to go and no one to see, no plans at all but to be the laziest person alive watching all the law & order reruns my heart desires, i crave a conversation with someone or need to vent about something or maybe i even just want a hug.
but no one is around or picking up the phone.
figures.
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