Chapter Two
Between the last post and this, I was hopeful that it the only thing on my mind would be working out on how to properly cap this blog. It’s finish, done with “her” and I must admit at that point I was actually optimistic.
Sadly optimism only last as long as summer I suppose. I always knew at the back of my head that the emptiness will soon follow but that still weren’t quite enough to prepare me for the real thing.
Half a decade wasted in self delusion and as if that wasn’t enough, I’ve still got another one year or maybe even another five depending on the damage I’ve done all these years.
Then again, if I can just keep drinking and drafting then I’ll be an architect and that’s not all too bad.
Sadly optimism only last as long as summer I suppose. I always knew at the back of my head that the emptiness will soon follow but that still weren’t quite enough to prepare me for the real thing.
Half a decade wasted in self delusion and as if that wasn’t enough, I’ve still got another one year or maybe even another five depending on the damage I’ve done all these years.
Then again, if I can just keep drinking and drafting then I’ll be an architect and that’s not all too bad.
2 Comments:
slowly but surely, perhaps? =)
My dear, go and get laid - maybe it'll wash all that bad stuff out of your system! And while you're at it, cheer up. Life is too precious to waste away grieving over the past. :)
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