Cold

This weekend has been cold, as well as my emotions. Not numb, but cold and sad, my raining tears cant express my guilt. I havent started my list yet, Im bad at getting things started. I need to draw today for my art class, and I need to pick up the pace. I think I'll draw something and dedicate it to Peter. I wanted to write him a poem, but I dont know how it would make him feel. I love him. I will get started on my list as soon as I can. Too bad I dont have my camera, I could take pictures in the remaining snow.