Friday, December 23, 2005
sad post
why is it so sad to be here? why does it make me feel so completely desperatey depressed just to stand in front of my mother and exchange logistical information about plans for the day?
and how can I think about this without falling into the maudlin self-pity that, I'm learning, is completely self-defeating?
"think about this," that isn't exactly what I want, but I want it to be better. how can I change this or heal it?
*sigh* unanswerable questions, maybe.
and how can I think about this without falling into the maudlin self-pity that, I'm learning, is completely self-defeating?
"think about this," that isn't exactly what I want, but I want it to be better. how can I change this or heal it?
*sigh* unanswerable questions, maybe.
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