December 2008
8 posts
Sometimes I’m so taken with the fact that something has changed. That someone has become something else. That something is different about them. Sometimes I’m so consumed by looking for the changed quality, that I don’t realise it’s me that has changed. That I’m different….
Today, more than any other day, I wish I could go...
Way to speak my mind… I’d give my left arm for December 2005.
rackattack:
December 2007, I miss you.
Things I liked today.
1. The sound of snow under my shoes as I walked to work
2. Laying in bed playing on my new computer.
rackattack:
The smell of freshly cut grass
Dan Bejar
And here I go, once again loving you and wanting to never see you again, all in the space of one breath…
