Feb 06, 2008 13:59
Its really kind of silly how minute happenings plague your life. Nothing even remotely serious can leave such a disgusting stain on your general world. When I look out at life, love, and happiness, I can almost taste contentment. There are remnants of sour times mind you, but nothing so severe as to obscure my light at the end of the tunnel. I keep replenishing my hope or ambition, but some people... I swear. They have the incomprehensible ability to crawl under your skin and stay there. They squat until they are evicted and that is when it gets hard. How can you expel someone you can't bring yourself to give the time of day to? It is a hard thing to do, walking away.
The second I feel, I lose. This process has repeated itself so many times that my hypothesis is almost completely proven: I can not afford to have emotions. haha. What an innate luxury to dispose of. But I must. I believe that if I keep these emotions abstract and look at them objectively, I will be the most comfortable.
I am tired of getting whatever is left in me closed down. Shut down. Torched and then burned to the ground. I regret to admit, it has started to take its toll.
I guess there is nothing really left to say about this. I've made this resolution too many times. Perhaps in a short time I will be sitting here again, rehashing my previous promises, and vowing once again to uphold them, but until that day, I quit.
:)