Oct 02, 2006 14:06
well, there is a meaning to my madness, i swear. I miss my grandmother more and more as the days pass on. Everytime, I'm alone my thoughts race. I don't even have to be alone in my dorm. I can walk across campus by myself and the thoughts over come my heart, filling it with blood. [10 points to guess where that's from]
I like to think that, the older I get the more my brain will shut down and I won't be able to remember shit. Its not the case anymore. But why? I can't seem to get through this.
I walked through the trees today. Not for any other reason than I can't walk on pavement. No, its not some weird ass superstition, I just can't. We all travel on paved paths. I suppose we like to know that everything is going to be planned out for us and it will all be OK, but I'm sorry, life isn't like that. I've realized this and it makes me feel lighter. I take things that are less traveled now, because I KNOW that is what we are here to do. We're all supposed to make a difference in our lives and in others...
I hate thinking like this. I need a ciggarette, I need to meet even more people, and I need to let people know I love them...