wanting

This is a thing I found that I wrote on 2 September, 2007. That was almost three years ago. What have I even done since then?


I want to take the train cross-country with my grandpa and soak up all his stories so that someone will be there to tell them again when he dies.

I want to go to Seattle where it really doesn't rain that much or that hard and take so many pictures like if I'd never been there before. I want to go up in a tall building and take pictures of the spaceneedle and go up in the spaceneedle and take pictures of tall buildings and then piece them together and make a whole new skyline that no one would dare to recognize.

I want to go to France and pretend I'm pretending to be American and chain-smoke cigarettes.

I want to go to England and smile and have tea and crumpets.

I want to go someplace I've never been before, seeing as I've never really been anywhere.

I want to go to Ann Arbor, Michigan because it seems like a pretty nice place but no one ever really acts like they want to be there.