Mar 25, 2008 00:33
Today I made a trip to the past and it was such a wonderful place painted with pink glass and things that were there before everything fell apart. Yes, I wish every the chance to close their eyes and remember years ago when "life was beautiful and nothing lost"(Vonnegut). When I came back, everything was still the same. We still lost people. We still had the same battle scars. And still we faced the realities that haven't gone away. The ones that haunt us. That make us. That destroy us. The ones that we can only live with because they have already happened and can't be changed for what they were, only for what they become.