I wish I could buy back the woman you stole

The sun in blocked behind many rain clouds. The water falls and breaks through my sking, seaping into the very core of my being. Walking outside is not a fond experience at this moment.

All day, all I could think is, "And what's the point?". Do you know how empty that makes me feel? There were kids from Isreal and they felt that they were making a difference, when in reality, they did not really know why they were there. They avoided the meaningful questions and talked in circles.

I feel hollow and filled at the same time.

I want to go out and drive. I feel like I need to. Driving in the rain. Sounds more intreaging than feeling my soul soaking up acid filled water.

I wish I could say more life changing things. I wish that I could realy convey how I felt. And I wish that my mom and I had more in common. To bad. It could have been a beautiful relationship.