Everything is exactly where you left it. I wonder everday if the situation is the same vice versa.  Seems as though every time I take two steps forward I am drug back three.

I can’t process something that doesn’t make sense. I want so badly to say forget it, who cares? … but I can’t.

It’s not easy going from feeling completely fulfilled and sure of where you are to just confused. If I was convinced so easily of what was apparently not there, why won’t it happen again?

We tried again.
I fell harder.
I hurt more.
Bah.

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Big Ben, 2007 trip to London

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