i obsess and over analyze. my counseling session you ask? -well, the words cannot describe. it was a release. it really was. i gave her my history. and now i find myself looking for someone else to release to. apparently the woman is just all wrong. i need to sit down and pen a lot. i haven't at all this weekend. it's quite awful. on a good note (as my mind turns to the bad), we won our match yesterday. remember when i used to write poetry? well i concluded today as i looked over old things that i can't write. that it sucks. so it's okay to write. just keep it in perspective. i wish the sun would stay out to play a little longer. i'm in the mountains, but it all still seems so far away. but it throws me closer to the stars.
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