tags: brokenness

2000

December

2000 Dec 24
Cold

Dead, maybe? Terminally ill perhaps? Or just sleeping, smouldering like the last embers of a fire. I'm still waiting, waiting for that breeze to kick up. Let the flames blaze up again.

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2001

January

2001 Jan 17
Trembling

Holy mother of God! Why am I trembling? Something like joy courses through my veins, but the tears are waiting to fall. Will it be like this for the rest of my waking hours, to stand still, lost in a fog of indecision, while happiness is something that happens to other people?

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February

2001 Feb 1
Sunlight

It's really just the sunlight, isn't it? I really should get evaluated. I have to learn how to plan things better, too. Maybe I'll get a [PDA] after all?

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2008

February

2008 Feb 11
something inside me may have died a long time ago

I don't know. Sometimes I wonder if I've just lost my capacity for friendship. For love. For caring.

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October

2008 Oct 13
crux

I don't know if it's just the time of year. Maybe it's the waning sunlight, heralding my impending succumbing to seasonal affective disorder. Maybe September has never been a good month for me, and October is always about trying to figure out where I went wrong.

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2014

June

2014 Jun 17
broken then bound

My bedroom window looks out west, towards the last glow of the day and to the north lays a valley where chrome streams of cars crisscross the gleaming white concrete slashing through the wind, roaring like the sea lulling me to sleep like the tide crashing upon the sands

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