Urban Outfitters sent me this sex on fire leather skirt. I woke up this morning to a very heavy parcel and this fell out first, in all its crisp, slick newness. Rather eager to slip it on and totter out my door in a ridiculous pair of heels, however, I'm drowning in work. Cannot say I am in the most optimistic of moods, my senses feel dulled, nothing about life particularly excites me. Nothing is worth even a spark of a reaction or flicker of an emotion. Its as if everything is dusty or stifingly dull. I'm def. being melodramatic. I just want to feel alive. Just to feel something, anything-to shake myself up.

On an even more depressing note. The gym has pretty much become my social life. But can you deem an endeavour "social" if you don't actually interact with anyone, except your i-pod? And is the fact that you deem an i-pod a "someone", indicative of possibly needing more excitement? At the moment, I am feeling rather solitary- in that I find myself relishing hours alone.Verbal silence can often be delicious, and these days I am enjoying dark nights, warm candles & nothing but music for noise.