Reminds me of a picture I drew ages ago... Except for the thing in the middle was more... Heart-shaped... And that you could see the faint colour of red.
Heh, it was, of course, a lot more... Eh... Lousily made since I was rather drunk and slightly hysterical when it was made.

Ah.
Memories of "good" times.
Time goes so fast.
So... Unmercifully fast...
The years do, at least.
But the days are slow.
Slower than the glacier moving or the stone aging.
I try to distract myself from thought, especially today, with a book as my only company.
Though, it is a weak comfort, since I can't read forever.
I'm... Not quite sure why I write this in English.
It comes to me easier these days, I guess it's because of all the games, books and movies...
And practically living on the internet for years.
Ah...
There was something to posting this... I had a trail of thought... But lost it, it's still there somewhere, in the outskirts of my mind, hiding in the subconscious and snickering at my lack of ability to catch it.
Heh.
I feel like I'm drowning.
In all sorts of liquids.
Both pleasant ones, though scarce, and thick, black, freezingly cold tar pits.
Breathing is becoming heavier.
Eating, easier.
Being anorexic would most likely be a rather amusing change of pace.
I think this could be called rambling.
I'm writing without a point, really.
I've thought of drugs, many times.
Alcohol and the likes, other... Heavier stuff.
Would be so nice to not think... Just... Smoothly drift off.
I should probably stop writing, for the good of all of the potential readers.
Myes.
Bye.
Let's hope I have the strength to continue work tomorrow.

Annons

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May 2014