Thursday, December 9, 2010


Yesterday, I deleted a few memories of you. I went and looked back at all of them, and it amazed me how smooth the continuation was. Like you weren't even a part of it at all. Like you weren't even missed.

If only it was always that easy.

Monday, December 6, 2010


So now what? We choose failure over work, peace instead of redemption?

I just can't shake the feeling that something isn't right. What's driving this? Apathy? Acceptance? Hurt? Bitterness?

I can't help but wonder if pain and bitterness masquerade as apathy and/or acceptance.

Where do we go from here?