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Monday, April 11, 2005
8:30 AM
like the inflated ulcer my period of sadness has downsized.. maybe it all started when guilt caused me to turn around to look at the pieces of me that I left behind and realized tht they too were looking at me out from the dark maybe tht explains the wierd sense of guilt i was feeling.. the past telling me over and over again not to make the same mistakes.. i guess i shrugged it off all too easily tht's why i'm lookin back now or maybe it's tht false perception of injustice tht i'd like to paint for myself and now realizing the mess tht i got myself into..well, i guess these things are kinda unavoidable and hard to explain tht personality grows through mild adversity.. the lesson i learnt? try for once not to run away from the past look back and see what it has to tell you.. feeling better=)