A Deeper Update Than Usual
I don't know where to start.
I'm confused again!
When I don't think about it, it doesn't bother me.
It's like picking at a scab that will never heal.
And what hurts the most is
no matter how much I bitch and complain or even cry
nothing will change.
.ever.
That's the only thing consistent.
If only I knew what was going on
on the other side, then I could forget it all.
But there will always be that "What if?"
I don't have the courage.
I know this is petty and
there is war in the Middle East, people starving in Africa, and unrest in Haiti.
But this is what I'm thinking about now.
so that didn't make any sense, i just felt the need to put it in writing.
It makes sense to me.