Lost

I find myself disconnected from my surroundings. I drift off easily into my own thoughts and memories. I want to go back. I keep reliving those memories. Who knew that such a desert place could pull me back so helplessly. I'm planning a trip back already. I'm in a class that I was really excited to take, but instead I look for more reservations for the Bellagio. Maybe I'll need to just overdo it to get over it. I wonder if that place would be as much fun if I weren't single. It's that freeness that appeals to me.