Mar 10, 2007 23:56
To quote a friend, it’s been an emotional rollercoaster for me recently.
From the ecstatic highs to the crushing lows, all in one life in a pack. Machine gun shots of acid.
I’ve been avoiding heartbreak for many years now; I’ve trained myself to the point where I could see it coming and move away. But I guess I didn’t see this one.
Or maybe I did.
Self delusion got to love it.
Well, I got to be a grownup about it.
No more wangsting.
Got to move on.
Haven’t written anything in a while. No stories in the rain. No passions played out between cigarettes.
Nothing. I think my brain is on empty.
And life isn’t so great either; it’s acceptable right now, with enough activities that I get home too tired to think. There are people, people that I care about, new friends and mentors. New loves trying to grow where the old one was.
Life is acceptable.
I think I needed something like this, to snap me out of whatever I was in before this.
Meh.
Though now it feels like my skin is hollow, a bit. Around my eyes and chest. Like if I punctured it with a pin, it would deflate.
I need to go see a doctor I think.
Is that enough of an update?
Yea, I think so.
I’m moving on Life, I’m moving on.