"Loneliness Is History...

...told to pack its shit and leave."

Something happened tonight. A baffling unbelievable thing that has mended a few wounds but of course there is the unfortunate, latent fear of the knife hovering mere inches above my heart. I took a plunge and said some things and came to discover that such things were returned. I am allowing myself to feel again what I have been too frightened and confused to do before.

It feels good.

Icecream and Cake

Things within my life are fickle, a constant shifting of emotions and an ever present, tedious game of balance. If one were to tip the egg one way or the other and spill the yoke, well, you can be sure that the rules stipulate having your still beating heart torn from your chest and given to you as your prize.

I lost today.

....anyone have any glue?