December 2008
5 posts
“My mind withdrew its thoughts from experience, extracting itself from the...”
– saint augustine
dead leaves on the dirty ground
i want to get out of here.
never in my life have i ever felt less impassioned or more empty. i am pretty consistently surrounded by people i love.. and i love that, but i hate it here. i want to move away.. move on.. just move.
are we even moving anymore? i just don’t feel it.
i never wanted to get to a place where i was not growing as a person and not learning something. but i am here.....
“there is a light beyond the light
that shines in human eyes;
‘tis not...”
– g.w. gage
