what's your mode of transport?
mine is the sun.
when it rises dripping from
the sea when it falls like honey on
the trees when it swallows up
clouds my soul moves with it.
mine is you.
i like fridays, rainy days, proud cats, black & white photographs, children's books, short stories and movies that most people would never see. Music serves me justice on sad days (Adele, The Kooks, Mumford & Sons are gems) and genuine smiles are a must-have.
6:00:00 PMbop to the top
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
i've been running away from things lately. i'm not entirely sure why. maybe it's cos i get so involved in something that everything else just builds up around me, until i realise that there's this huge barrier that i can't go over. it's that feeling that u think that u have an excuse to feel overwhelmed and to be worried over something but deep down inside, u feel guilty because after all, they are just excuses, very trivial things that u try ur best to exaggerate, to get out of things. but it's the pressure that somehow threatens to crack me. even when i know that there isn't really any pressure at all. that's the odd part i guess.
just wanna curl up and hide under my blanket.
or just run
not really going anywhere.
i just push everything away the moment i get too close. it's like as though i don't have a large enough emotional capacity. that loner in me dictates.
i know this is a whacked entry but what the heck. assume all you want.