Jack and Beans

Plotting Your Demise...
2003-05-27 11:18:36 (UTC)

Still early morning.

I thought that I had it all figured out. I really did. I
felt alive, I felt... better. I felt like me. But
then ... I came home. Then I unpacked. Then I realized
that my life was just the same as it was when I left.
There was no more karoke. There was no more late night
driving. There was no more sit-on-the-porch-with-your-pjs-
still-on mornings. There was just one empty room, with one
empty bed. *sigh* There is no use in complaining, it
never really got anyone anywhere. That's for sure. I'm
just going to lie down and accept what comes my way, there
isn't much else to do. But, what I can do is change the
way I take it all in. And I can change the way that I
feel, slowly but surely. I have found that the only
feeling that I can't change would be love, and that's
fine. I'm completely happy with T. I really am. So...
what am I so afraid of?




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