clap out the lights!
it's amazing what you can will yourself to forget--places, people, whole bits of your life. i don't think my efforts at this have been intentional; something in my brain clicked recently, a switch turned off and certain parts of the last two years were deleted to make room for whatever college may bring. this cannot be anything but good. so what if i can't remember whether or not i really hated my junior year roommate or what kind of icecream i liked best at marble slab; i still remember the handful or so of people that i actually gave a shit about--the sort i don't mind writing letters or driving in a car without much ac to go see (i'm normally not one for roadtrips).
and i if had something to toast with right now, perhaps a glass of moet, then i would most certainly proclaim this a NEW BEGINNING. my feet are no longer dragging and i don't give a FLYING FUCK about whatever past drama may still be clogging up my vacation. i'm letting it go.
now i can breathe again. i like this fresh air.
(this time i'm serious)
and i if had something to toast with right now, perhaps a glass of moet, then i would most certainly proclaim this a NEW BEGINNING. my feet are no longer dragging and i don't give a FLYING FUCK about whatever past drama may still be clogging up my vacation. i'm letting it go.
now i can breathe again. i like this fresh air.
(this time i'm serious)