I like cherry blossoms. I wonder why. Maybe because I’m released of that feeling when they wilt and fall. There’s no way to stop what comes falling. But for now, let’s just stay like this. Just a while longer. A day when everything is perfect, when everything will turn into memories, will eventually come. But I’ll probably remember over and over again you were there and everyone else was there. That day we all searched for just one thing. And I remembered, no one can ever replace someone else. When I look at you it hurts because it seems as if I’m looking at myself.
Sometimes I get worried. How long can you remember voices?
My face has sorely betrayed me (pun intended). It’s swollen up to gargantuan proportions as a result of some allergy. So after languishing in bed for some four days, while my eyes reduced to slits and I surveyed the world in a haze of aches and pains which it seemed would never end, I finally found my knight in shining armor in the form of medication.
So anyway, swelling reduced, imminent hospitalization (with its accompanying array of frightening tubes and needles) receded into the distance and then came the other bombshell- no moot. Uh yeah, after pretty much working my ass off (well ok a bit of it) for the last month or so, when someone you depended on doesn’t come through (for whatever reasons- and I’m sure you have yours) it pisses you off and hurts you at the same time.
Anyway, I had pizza today- love you both Myth and Mimic. <3 <3
Right now I’m definitely lost. Even if I want to hide it, the part of me that’s lost…is still me. All I can do for now is to concentrate on what’s directly in front of me. But I realized why I am lost. It’s not because I don’t have a map. It’s because I don’t have a destination. There’s no way to fix it if you don’t know the reason.
When it turns into words, it gets further away from reality.
