I don't have words.  Only irrepressible anger.  Or disappointment.  Or something between the two.  And I have nothing to feel these things about.

I want to turn my back on it; to release myself in a cathartic denouement where I can forget him and leave all of this past.  But I see him and I know that won't be.  I'd like to take time to myself, but ( Read more... )

( Vague. )

Prom was prom.  I suppose I found myself wondering the truth of such an occasion, in which the romanticism and tradition has been drained out of it, all we're left with is an empty shell of mirthful ennui.

I think I find myself falling away from the conventions to which I held.  I find myself at times a little more soft spoken, a slightly listless ( Read more... )

Test Hell Day #1.

Today's menu includes:  Physics and Anatomy Physiology.

( To Do List )

( A break. )

( To you. )

... from behind these walls I hear your song, oh sweet words
the music that you play lights up my world
the sweetest that I've heard
could it be that I've been touched and turned, oh lord please
finally, finally things are changing ...

... after all the battles and wards, the scars and loss
I am still the queen of my domain
and feeling stronger now
the ( Read more... )

Some people count sheep at 2 AM.

I change guitar strings.

USA channel used "Son et Lumiere" for their commercial for "The 4400".

Just found it interesting.

Stripped away and left with the core essence of existence.

I know what I am, but the long road to who I am has only commenced.

Thank you.