Anyone who really knows me knows bamboo jasmine incense is my favorite. When I get it, I treasure it. I don't burn it if I can help it, use it only for special occasions like birthdays, celebrations, festivals, funerals, times when it hurts so bad that you just need something to comfort you when nothing else is there. Whenever I do burn it, I can only think of one person, and it's usually a good feeling, most of the time...murr...
Anyways, I'm burning some right now because I've been crying. all. fucking. day. At least, when I'm on my own. I don't cry in front of people, period. It's just something I don't do. Sabina caught me crying once and gawd, was that bad. I've had a few other slip ups, I've cried during lunch but my tears are so silent, that no one noticed. No one at all. I was crying at the memorial yesterday, fat chance anyone noticed. I kinda like that no one notices but then again being treated so invisible is disheartening. I don't mind it usually, but lately it just hurts...
AH. More rambling. I hate to ramble, but I do it A LOT. Anyways, I'm going down to Riverfront for the fireworks show. First time all summer I've seen Jaz, I think we're going as opposites, me as goth and her as prep. This'll be interesante.