So I said to myself, I shall read tonight, but somehow I often manage to have these empty days where I do not read. It is much harder than I thought. Today I left work with an urge to shop, just shop, I have had that urge since last week. I have completely re-arranged my wardrobe from winter to summer but it still feels empty but yet all my clothes occupy two closets and two large dressers, yet I still feel the need to shop in the middle of the day instead of reading. I need to be flogged or the exam needs to flog me.
So I keep thinking about certain random things:
What exactly was the Enron scandal all about?
Keanu has a new girlfriend, that is much younger and skinnier than I imagined his next conquest would be? Something about this one troubles me, like this might be the one...I know I am exaggerating, I should be bold and cut my losses.
What is up with Tom Cruise? Seriously?
What makes us keep secrets and at which point do we give it in?
Why are Angelina and Brad just pretending, when will the truth come out about how they really feel? What if they've never had sex, what if no one really cared?
What would it be like if I ever got to interview him? What would I say, would I let him know about my stories, the obsession log book, do I want anyone to know about them? How would the interview go? Would my heart stop beating in between?
I just keep having these random thoughts, while I drive, while I sit in my car, while I study, while I am me, Anita in the real world, I keep thinking about Anita in the imaginative world and what life would have been like?
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