Jun 03, 2006 18:31
I almost cried today.
I kept my voice so low it ached. My eyes were bright with unshed tears.
It would have been a frustrated cry, and those are never fullfilling.
It feel like it's time for a new journal, and I've spent the last couple of days thinking of a name that will fit me more now. My current journal doesn't truly apply to my life these days. While I still can play guitar, I haven 't really played since they were stolen in April.
I'd like to go for a drive through the mountains.