White Wave
Ok, well, forget the fork in the road. In fact, forget the road. I'm just tired of trying to find something that I can't just go looking for. It's not like going to the grocery store and buying milk, it's like going to a thrift store and inadvertently discovering something wonderful, that just captures your eye, something you just have to have, no questions. I've realized I've got to live my life this way in all aspects. I guess I'm degrading "hope" in a sense, but when so much hope is shattered time and time again, you have no choice but to become numb to it. I guess it's like drugs. You build up tolerance, with each new experience, and then eventually you crash and burn. I've been through the crash and burn part, and I'm ready to be clean. I'm ready to start over with all feeling I've ever had. It's nice to feel this way, but it's going to be hard.