Sunday, March 14, 2010

Does there have to be an ending in order to have a beginning?

Everything seemed to be going so well. And then I made the mistake of Feeling it. Thinking it. Whispering it. Finally saying it out loud, "I love my life!" And I am sure it was at that very instant that fate was set into motion. Like a pin piercing a balloon, all of the air slowly seeped out of my being. Again...

I don't want to live like this anymore.

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