I feel kind of warm and fuzzy. And this song makes me feel warm and fuzzy. This song is my mood. my current state of being, to some extent.

I lie in an early bed, thinking late thoughts
Waiting for the black to replace my blue
I do not struggle in your web because it was my aim to get caught
But daddy longlegs, I feel that Im finally growing weary
Of waiting to be consumed by you

Give me the first taste, let it begin heaven cannot wait
Forever
Darling, just start the chase - Ill let you win but you must
Make the endeavor

Oh, your love give me a heart contusion
Adagio breezes fill my skin with sudden red
Your hungry flirt borders intrusion
Im building memories on things we have not said
Full is not heavy as empty, not nearly my love, not nearly my love, not
Nearly

Give me the first taste, let it begin heaven cannot wait
Forever
Darling, just start the chase - Ill let you win, but you must
Make the endeavor
-The First Taste
-Fiona Apple

I've realized that my moods are usually directly connected with the weather. Winter always makes me feel kind of impatient, and happy, and even more hopelessly romantic than usualy. It makes me feel warm and fuzzy and hollow and empty at the same time. And you get to wear cute sweaters and hats and gloves and scarves and coats and yay.

I can't wait for snow.

Soon...

soon.