The Fork

Our lives are merely paths towards an unknown destination.

When you come to a fork in your path, you are forced to choose. Do you go left? Do you go right? ...You can't keep going anymore on this path. You must choose now.

And so, you do the best you can to keep your head up and spirit new even though part of you is dying inside. It means you have to say goodbye to everything you are now. No matter how much you fucking loved it.

Hurt

I hurt.

I hurt you. I hurt her. I hurt her too. I hurt him. I hurt them. I hurt us... I hurt everybody.

...But most of all I hurt myself.

I hurt myself because I keep hurting all these people, and I don't know how to stop. And because I'm not smart enough to figure out how to stop, I hate myself. Because I hate myself, I will never know happiness. And because I will never know happiness, I am forced to ask the obvious, inevitable question: Would the world have been a better place if I had never been a part of it?

Automorph

How exactly is one supposed to find himself when he is constantly changing identities?

A Darkness

I think we all have a darkness behind our eyes. It's the side of ourselves we keep hidden. A side of ourselves no one else will never know about.

Each and every one of us is a mere impulse away from exploding.

An Experiment (Let's See If This Helps)

Today, I Did The Following Good Things:
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* Signed a bunch of online petitions supporting animals and the environment, etc.

* Donated $20 to NAMI in the memory of Liz.

* Played and cuddled a lot with Bowie and Lilly.

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Hmmmm, it's a start.
Perhaps I can have a much longer list tomorrow...

Life As I Know It

At some point, life became less of a journey full of adventure, exploration and wonder... and devolved into a mere never-ending list of things I have to do.

Today's Thought

"So you call this your free country? Tell me why it costs so much to live."

---3 Doors Down