Back Again.

I'd like to think I'm older, smarter, more mature.
Maybe it's this time of year.

I just wish I didn't have to do this again.

I thought it was over.

Generic Time Comment

Absence makes the heart grow fonder?
Sure thing.
Time too, I suppose.
Doesn't make it any easier. Or fun. Or less agonising.

Settle

It's times like these you learn to love again,
It's times like these you learn to live again,
It's times like these hopefully NOT time and time again.
I don't think it's necessary. Not when the times like these don't end.

Velocity?

People change far too quickly.

Surrounded.

I get the feeling I'm surrounding myself with distance, empty space, pointlessness. Only occasionally does it not feel like this.

Distanced.

I feel as if I've come back from somewhere far-off, and everything's different. I imagine someone who just came out of a coma would feel the same.

Apology

I am so very sorry for the amount of fail in this blog. And I thought it started out so well too.
No need to worry, I shall continue this. I'm just not sure where, what, and how yet.
Keep your eyes open.