Friday, October 10, 2008
I was meant for chasing dreams.It always feels like Im running, always chasing after something or someone. Im exasperated and exhausted. By you and just everything.Im lucky if I manage to remember to eat these days. All I rely on to get through each day is nicotine and fluid. And the already little steam I run on for never ending reading.They say it takes courage to stay, and running is for cowards. Well some people are just not built that way. Plus with the amount of sticks I burn each day, I doubt my heart/body can take it. Mentally, emotionally and physically.To another day;We are not to know whythis and that masters us;real life makes no reply,only that it enraptures usmakes us familiar with it. -Rilke-