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Dec 06, 2005 01:10

sometimes i notice how many ideas i've lost. and sometimes that's particularly hard to take ( Read more... )

self, sick

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lostbutton December 6 2005, 14:17:33 UTC
*hugs* Rose, and I'll see you tonight.
December always seems to take the worst of it... it's the beginning of winter so there is still some ideas of motivation yet left over from the fall and the knowledge that January brings something worse- so the need to feel that things are being accomplished while they still can be. Procrastinators such as you & I take the worst of it.
Here's to you finding some time to yourself, and possibly even enough of that left over for being creative :)

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bryiarrose December 6 2005, 17:36:38 UTC
rereading that i think it probably comes off a lot more negative than i was really feeling. just being introspective i guess, or trying to.
but you're right, december has a special quality that makes everything seem a little futile sometimes. or maybe that's just working in a mall ;)
thanks for watching my back hon. *hugs*

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Babbling is encouraged. Welcomed, even. febrile December 6 2005, 15:12:55 UTC
how can you be yourself when you don't know who that is.

I understand that feeling. My answer? You manage somehow. (You ever heard Dylan's "Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie?")

Rosie? Yer spiffy. Drink lots of oj and get to feeling better soon.

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Re: Babbling is encouraged. Welcomed, even. bryiarrose December 6 2005, 17:33:08 UTC
"And no matter how you try you just can't say it
And yer scared to yer soul you just might forget it"

that might just say it. thanks for the link. i know shamefully less dylan than i really should.

and believe you me, i'm trying to feel better... sick of this. yes. *hugs*

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Sentiments shared equally.. joesim December 7 2005, 09:52:20 UTC
"how can you be yourself when you don't know who that is."

When you figure this one out, let me know how you did it. I too wish I know who I was when I'm not at work, with my family or friends. Without these defining elements I could not come close to conveying who I am. Each group of people, or each person I am with brings yet another mask. When all the mask come off, who am I?

"i'm still not used to being someone that knows things, that has answers. and it's tiring sometimes. most days it seems."

It never gets easy. It is always tiring, but it is comforting to know others feel the same way, and we have your back whenever it gets to overwhelming.

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