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it's a beautiful, too-sunny day outside;
air conditioners on, brainfreeze delights.
had to work today.
I sort of think that I need to adjust my head,
for my thoughts are overrun, and I think that maybe if I had one of these corks removed, there'd leave just one more orifice for my ache to come pouring out.
problem is: people are closing up holes at a rapid rate, no one wants to hear it, no one wants to see it, no one wants to smell it, taste it, and absolutely no one wants to feel your pain.
there are only five senses, and it almost seems like a burden to relay any sort of reality on anyone, even a psychiatrist, who is strictly listening to the sound of cash register drawers opening, ringing, sounds of dollar bills flipping on repeat.
I'm not being dramatic, I'm just trying to relay the depth of my emotion, and that's not even correct to do. So I guess, in a sense, this is me asking for what to do, I'm not going into detail, because maybe even the people that do or do not read my livejournal will think that I'm over-reacting and trying to guilt trip.
Think about it this way: I wouldn't be such an expert at sending people on their safe travels to guilt, if there was no reason to feel guilty in the first place.
true?
air conditioners on, brainfreeze delights.
had to work today.
I sort of think that I need to adjust my head,
for my thoughts are overrun, and I think that maybe if I had one of these corks removed, there'd leave just one more orifice for my ache to come pouring out.
problem is: people are closing up holes at a rapid rate, no one wants to hear it, no one wants to see it, no one wants to smell it, taste it, and absolutely no one wants to feel your pain.
there are only five senses, and it almost seems like a burden to relay any sort of reality on anyone, even a psychiatrist, who is strictly listening to the sound of cash register drawers opening, ringing, sounds of dollar bills flipping on repeat.
I'm not being dramatic, I'm just trying to relay the depth of my emotion, and that's not even correct to do. So I guess, in a sense, this is me asking for what to do, I'm not going into detail, because maybe even the people that do or do not read my livejournal will think that I'm over-reacting and trying to guilt trip.
Think about it this way: I wouldn't be such an expert at sending people on their safe travels to guilt, if there was no reason to feel guilty in the first place.
true?