When griping grief the heart doth wound,
and doleful dumps the mind opresses,
then music, with her silver sound,
with speedy help doth lend redress.
-William Shakespeare
Friday, December 15, 2006
Deeper
Today has been just weird. Nothing felt really right. Something felt amiss... felt empty. The kind of feeling you get when you leave the house and the biggest feeling that you left something behind important lingers right inside of you. Maybe not. Today is just the kind of day I wouldn't be in hurry to remember.
I'd like to forget. I'd like to forget who I really am. Maybe then I'd learn to love myself more... the colours are fading... slow yet fast.