coming home and writing is becoming routine
So i’ll stick to it
Apologies to anyone expecting anything structured or meaningful
these are just words on a page
as irrelevant and meaningless as a message you do not reply to
as a farewell that goes unheard
as a tear that trickles down a soft cheek so silently
you wonder if it really trickled down at all.
Life today was beautiful and empowering and deadening and frustrating
I am tired. The sleeping pill I took last night didn’t kick in until i’d fallen asleep naturally. So i felt it this morning, I woke up extremely groggy and drowsy, yet i went to bed wide awake – mind racing, eyes blinking. Tomorrow is another day, a Thursday, Im on campus from 10.30 to 5, then again from 8pm to 10pm. Excited, and tired. Still completely resistant to the breakup. Harrumph.