now i'm just avoiding.
you know when you've left something for so long...walked away and it's time to come back because you feel it's like some kind of duty, but you're not inspired, or so much has happened you don't even know where to begin?
yeah. that's me right now.
i just had a lovely time with my parents, bawled my eyes out at gatwick when we said goodbye, then proceeded to feel sorry for myself on the drive home. revisiting the same old questions...why england and how much longer? listening to mumford and sons probably didn't help the situation either. those guys are onto to something...life.
it's amazing how closely anger follows sadness.
*******
and this too shall pass.
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