Wednesday, 27 April 2011

alone with my thoughts

Days have gone by without access to the internet, so I chose not to write, to see if the distance made a difference.

Somehow it did, somehow it didn't. I certainly didn't dwell as much on the fancy ways and words I could use to describe and detail my terribly unique "no-one could possibly understand how I really feel" angst.

Instead I messaged you, a lot. It's starting to feel like a terrible, shameful secret, my inability to_leave_you_alone.

"Hello, my name is Loser and I'm an ex-aholic"!

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