It was just days ago you were happy to ahve a beautiful woman lying in your arms as you woke... has it all so soon dissipated? Is this the figmant of random imagination or has something already happened to upset the gorgeous frailty of fantasy?
Re: SadnessobtrectationDecember 19 2004, 05:49:51 UTC
One of my best friends died on the 11th. That's what this post was about as well. Since then I've been very introspective and pensive, and am trying to avoid slipping into antisocial apathy. Coping is a process that I haven't had nearly enough time to complete. Happiness is fleeting in times like these. Most of my posts concerning the issue have been private, so you've only seen the poetic expression.
Indeed. Well, that certainly explains a lot. I hadn't seen the previous post... so is the effect of missing a day or two of looking. Can coping be confined to a time to complete? Grieving, adjustment and acceptance have no rules. Writing is definitely therapy; poetry probably best, as it provides beautiful definition with the callous of the concrete.
I'm sorry for your loss, and that the world had to lose another beautiful, tormented soul who was obviously loved and cared for. If you need anything, I'm here.
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