I have NOTHING. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. I can't think of anything. I don't have a single truth. I might have a song. And forget the world view stuff. I don't know where to start. I don't put some things into words in my head, so coming up with abstract truths doesn't work so well, converting from images and feelings to words. What's that phrase? "Lost in translation"? Something like that. It doesn't come out the way it should. And I just found out that I'm a newspaper short for civics, I have no magazines, and I don't know where to begin for that one either. And stupid english outline. ******** that one. It's going to take me just as long to write the outline than to do any of my three projects. I don't have the time. I don't know where to start. It's a huge mass of work that's going to crush me, and no one even cares. What I wouldn't give for Erin to still be at dhs, still there to help dig me out a little. Still there to get mad at me for not hating, still there to ignore me when things get tough for her. Still there for me to trust, maybe not a lot, but a little, just enough, all I need. Because who do I trust the most out of everyone right now? The one person who's furthest away. The one person I can't reach out and tap on the shoulder or sneak up behind or comfort or hug.
And I wonder why I have trouble with anything involving people?
nepie · Tue Feb 26, 2008 @ 12:32am · 0 Comments |