December 2011
21 posts
I wonder why I’m so lousy.
But I don’t know what else I can do to change things either.
Inevitably.
Resignation.
WORST PERFORMANCE. WORST DAY. EVER, I THINK.
You never quite think much of the fear that seeps in ever so slowly, till it becomes too much a part of you. Having to live with it terrifies you, but forsaking it is equally frightening a nightmare.
It actually never ends, does it? Perhaps it does, but that light is barely in sight.
nutrients:
Even after all this time the Sun never says to the Earth, “You owe me.” Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.
