It's been over a week since an entry.
Just as soon as the fire started to burn, by the end of the week that passionate feeling died a sudden and mysterious death.
I didn't even feel sad. I loved making new friends who I didn't have to constantly feel the need to prove my self worth to. But there's a greater battle to be fought and won, one having to do with academia rather than with ego.
My family and I seem to be drifting to seperate realms.
It's nothing personal, it's just us carrying about our lives
trying to keep up with the load of work.
There is a heavy platonic feeling, amidst us. No one has outright acknowledged its presence.
Suddenly, innocence is in full vogue, and the venereal feeling of yester-year was so last season.
Those who expressed feelings of lust, now cashed on their 'clean' appearence as their current image.
But I am not fooled. Sure, I could waste my time planning revenge, but instead I'm focusing on my own life.
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