it represents a myriad of things, sure.
hope
excuse
extension
faith
procrastination
"on the day after today"
possibility
my mother told me today that i don't talk. i just don't think that's true.
she wants me to talk about my feelings or something.
i told her i am sad.
i asked her if she wanted a report of what i did everyday. i just don't think that's necessary.
she said that she would like me to tell her something. my argument? i do.
tomorrow my brother gets to go somewhere that i really want to go. i didn't realize how badly i really desired this until i heard my mother talk to him on the phone about what he is going to do... tomorrow. i just listened and felt the sadness creep its way in. i let it go, i let myself feel it because i have been avoiding it, i haven't let myself feel that sadness.
tomorrow my favorite roommate goes through the temple for the first time.
tomorrow night is her bachelorette party.
tomorrow's tomorrow she gets married.
and i have to miss it.
so... i'm sad.
i'm not depressed.
i'm just... sad.
this is me being honest... me being vulnerable.
i don't do that. i don't allow myself to be vulnerable.
i really only let myself really feel things in private. (this is kind of hard when i've shared a room for the last two years of my life ;P)
maybe that's why...
today.
it represents reality.
truth.
fear.
ugly.
beauty.
"this present day."
everything.
my mother told me today that i don't talk. i think i say plenty.
maybe it's my fault people aren't listening.
today is thursday.
old english origin: day of thunder.
i heard it.
it wasn't cloudy today but i didn't enjoy it - the sun. i knew what today was. i knew what tomorrow could have been. i kept dwelling on too many yesterdays.
today a friend of mine reunited with many people. i wasn't there. i'm strangely finding that a lot easier to deal with than missing the wedding.
i don't know why.
i don't regret my decision to come home - though it's been difficult. i keep reminding myself that there is a reason why i'm down here.
yesterday.
...
"on the day before today."
lessons
i look forward to tomorrow, i do. i'm just going to allow myself to feel the sadness.
i'm going to allow myself to.
now there's a weird sentence.




2 editorials:
The sound of silence is deafening.
You need to explain yourself more fully unto me.
Miss your face!
<3
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