Unworthy of a Title

I feel like this past month was a blur. I have spaced harder than a black hole and I'm not sure if I care or not. Something has been missing, but I'm not sure what it is. I haven't been thinking about things like usual, but I wish I had been. So much has gone on, but I haven't been aggressive for them. I've just played it off as a witness that didn't stay around to talk to the police.
I can't stop listening to The Mars Volta, The Sound of Animals Fighting, and Death Cab for Cutie. I don't have a problem with it at all, I actually love it. I'm pleased to say that my music taste has finally gotten better than what it was for a while. Also, I am getting more into literature than I was. I'm in the middle of five books right now. I can actually manage it, too.
Wow. I haven't even gotten to what I want to write about. This has been the most ADD writing I've written in a while. I revisited my elementary school. I mean, when I left that place in 5th grade, I thought I would never go back. I didn't go back until the beginning of tenth grade. It was just like I remembered. Except the sand playground was filled with wood chips now. The soccer goal that I had my head smashed into was still there, the basketball court where I had a rock go into my kneecap was there, the same place I got in trouble for talking about pot when I was in third grade was still there. Well, Friday night, I went there for the first time in a while. I started off at the little kid playground. Same. Slowly went to the big kid rock playground. Same. Just shorter than it was back then. Then i migrated to the old sand playground. I jumped the rail I always did when I went to race to the rolling slide expecting to find the merry-go-round. Completely revamped playground. I mean, yeah, it's new and kick ass for the new generation of Meteors, but I had so much sentimental value to that park. Whatever. It's still in my heart. I will admit, there is this new addition to the playground that is like this spinning thing. I enjoy it so much more than I should.
This is honestly the worst thing I have written. It doesn't even deserve a title, but since it's required I will give it one. Oh well. I just needed to write to know I still could. Obviously, I can't.

Major things on my mind currently:
Radiohead concert is tomorrow and I'm not going.
Less than a month until I get to see Death Cab for Cutie live.
I miss my brother and sisters.

The little things:
Drugs, money, music, love, sexuality, banana hammock, best friends, photography, elementary school reunion.