I have these recurring image of that movie the secret garden where the kids go into the garden but everything is dead, except it's not really dead because the garden keeper guy cuts a branch and inside it's green. And sometimes that's how I feel, dead. But something happens and I feel alive again. Right now I feel very much alive.
My life is timed wrong. It is. I always find myself not really wishing things didn't happen a different way, just at a different time. I deserve to be happy, but I won't, not at the expense of someone else's happiness.