our standard of living somehow got stuck on survive
I can rarely find a clean towel here, though Hitchhiker’s Guide and experience should have taught me by now to always carry my own.
Here has never taken much care of me, it's always needed me far more than I've needed it. Though, Jeremy is of the persuasion that "need" isn't necessity for love, so perhaps now that I have shed my need of this place, I may someday begin loving it.
Ari asked me at the wedding if I still write, and the answer is volumes a day in my head, entire novels hiding in the crevices of my brain, though I'm sure Adam would find fault in that argument.
It's so pretty here, as if it’s not even aware of itself and the horrors I've known it to contain. When did the major cities become so safe to me, the quiet suburbs so treacherous?
I have so many more feelings for people than I have words to tell them, so perhaps its fitting that half of them aren't around anymore anyway.
The world feels wasted on me lately...
...I am a soldier with no battle. Even the strongest fighters are just tired veterans once the war is over. I am no different.
One day I will learn to do more than simply manage, and that my friends, will be a grand day indeed.
Here has never taken much care of me, it's always needed me far more than I've needed it. Though, Jeremy is of the persuasion that "need" isn't necessity for love, so perhaps now that I have shed my need of this place, I may someday begin loving it.
Ari asked me at the wedding if I still write, and the answer is volumes a day in my head, entire novels hiding in the crevices of my brain, though I'm sure Adam would find fault in that argument.
It's so pretty here, as if it’s not even aware of itself and the horrors I've known it to contain. When did the major cities become so safe to me, the quiet suburbs so treacherous?
I have so many more feelings for people than I have words to tell them, so perhaps its fitting that half of them aren't around anymore anyway.
The world feels wasted on me lately...
...I am a soldier with no battle. Even the strongest fighters are just tired veterans once the war is over. I am no different.
One day I will learn to do more than simply manage, and that my friends, will be a grand day indeed.