Quick Blurb
There comes a time when all good things must come to an end. We realize what we have had is apppreciated and with a tinge of sadness we move on...
However, what are we thinking when a situation becomes bad and we try to force it to get better... Thus prolonging the moving on... Thus significantly dragging out that awful sadness...only to end on a negative note of lost hope.
We do this to ourselves because we are blinded by something. I guess I am trying to figure out what this something is.
Is it a sort of heroism to be respected? Or is it good, plain selfishness?
Either way I am really tired. I think I need a sandwhich.
However, what are we thinking when a situation becomes bad and we try to force it to get better... Thus prolonging the moving on... Thus significantly dragging out that awful sadness...only to end on a negative note of lost hope.
We do this to ourselves because we are blinded by something. I guess I am trying to figure out what this something is.
Is it a sort of heroism to be respected? Or is it good, plain selfishness?
Either way I am really tired. I think I need a sandwhich.