it don't mean nothin'

bodies

desperate

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should have said no

bully

8...9...

goodbye

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gone

carry

war

blood moon

foggy night

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that was yesterday

I feel like I'm in that halfway point between the letting go of the past and the looking proactively forward to the future.  It's as if I'm on a swing, and my feet are finding their way over both the past and the future...spending equal time on each side, while also constantly passing that middle ground.  I've got to find a way to somehow launch myself forward off the swing, and planted fully in moving forward and, hopefully, upward.

Up.

I don't know what today was, but it was kind of strange.  My head was somewhere else all day, but nowhere in particular.  Just...off.  The light wasn't on today.

Even though it's one of my 'lighter' work days, I really don't want to work tomorrow (today).

Up. 

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nothing

20 years ago

“Birds scream at the top of their lungs in horrified hellish rage every morning at daybreak to warn us all of the truth, but sadly we don't speak bird.” ~ Kurt Cobain

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