the title of this post is from a song by the Corrs, and does not necessarily depict my feelings in this moment, although, it isn't necessarily not true either. i had wanted to start this blog earlier, but it seemed pretentious to think that someone else would want in on your thoughts. before they're out the assumption is that they are meaningful, relevant and important in some way. the reason why i finally decided to go ahead with this, is because i am hoping to achieve some peace of mind. writing has always comforted me, and if anyone can relate to a single moment in my life, well what more could i ask for? so here's my first journal entry (and i hope it's not pretentious):
this month has been a trying one for me. it has marked my deceased mother's birthday, extreme heartache, an end to a never-ending love, trials complete with several sets of errors, mood swings and angst. but, it is and continues to be, a month of healing and hope, and the working towards a brighter and much desired future of sorts.
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Hey... that was sweet. Somehow I understand what you're feeling like at the moment.
ReplyDeleteJust don't lose any hopes, Mishx.
And we'll do that goddamned backpacking adventure thing anytime soon. The three of us! And we will drink beer and eat cherries. And consequently, we will fart like animals!!
xxxx
By the way, this is Pablo. =)
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