Sep 07, 2008 10:18
Seven years ago today was the best day of my life. I would elaborate, but it's too painful. Funny how the best memories can hurt the most. So I will distract myself by watching the Cowboys game, and try to pretend that I can handle it. What else can I do? Living it was a dream. Living with its ghost feels like a cruel joke. But in the words of Syd Barrett, "What exactly is a dream? And what exactly is a joke?"