I feel bored. I don`t really know why. I guess it`s just friday and me being tired from the week and nobody being around and stuff like that.

People are arguing in the other room. Old things, new scenes, I guess. Happens all the time. Old things, new scenes or new things, old scenes. Can`t really decide which is worse.

I still have a photo-wish I need to deliver. The descriptions are…

1. Lack of a tree.
2. An empty puddle.
3. A hole so big it’s impossible to tell what it is in.

For the first, I thought about taking a photo of a tree. For the second, I meant to take a photo of a puddle. And for third…you don`t want to know.

…staring at the screen…

Ah yes, the movie. That`s it!

So much has been said about the girls over the years. But we have never found an answer. It didn’t matter in the end how old they were, or that they were girls… but only that we had loved them… and that they hadn’t heard us calling. Still do not hear us calling them from out of those rooms… where they went to be alone for all time… and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together.

They say that there is a reason for everything. That you just have to wait to see it. That everything has it`s purpose and that everything is good for somebody/something.

Now where`s the fun in that?

…staring at the screen…

I should probably start working on the last two scripts for the television. That`s one thing that I have to do, the sooner, the better, cause I don`t want to browse furiously the night before the deadline, coming up with nothing, worrying even more than usual.