Time flees from me, from us all. It runs along and we do our best to keep up, trying, all the while, to understand what's happening around us. While some of us do indeed fall behind, the bulk of our steady crew plods on further, towards a finish-line where nothing but time can be the victor.
The moment I reach towards accepting something in my life, something else happens, often times worse. Though, in relfection, I am glad of that fact. No matter how bad something is, it can always be worse, which in a strange way is very heart warming. Having something to lose, that makes life worth living.
Cko, t-chan and rochelle are coming over this weekend. It makes having an apartment worthwhile. I finally have a reason to clean it, wish I wasnt so broke otherwise I could cook them something nice, or bake, I really enjoy baking for others.
Anyway, good night. The more I think about time, the more depressed I become. I look forward to the day when I can just be happy. Ignorance is far too great a toll to reach bliss, perhaps I'll take my mother's route and look towards science instead of trying to deal with my issues. The's a very depressing statement lol. I'm tired of being weak, but I don't have the strength anymore to be strong. Now I sound weak and melodramatic. Night all.
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