on 2004-07-01 @ 12:58 p.m.
I read on someone's blog that it takes three years to stop missing someone. And on someone else's that it took forever. I think it only takes till a distraction comes along. Then you really stop missing. Because you aren't really thinking. And then it comes back and haunts you.
That's when everything in the world sucks again.
But in order to stop missing someone for REAL. Like. Not counting distractions in between the missing, you'll need a replacement. A better replacement. Something more beautiful than the original.
I'm not lucky enough to find a replacement better than the original.
The world sucks like that.
It was one of those days when it's a minute away from snowing and there's this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it. And this bag was, like, dancing with me. Like a little kid begging me to play with it. For fifteen minutes. And that's the day I knew there was this entire life behind things, and... this incredibly benevolent force, that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid, ever. Video's a poor excuse, I know. But it helps me remember... and I need to remember... Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it, like my heart's going to cave in.