1.10.2006

the subjective nature of time

so you run in circles keeping yourself consumed with one thing or another but at some point you can't sustain that anymore. so finally you find yourself standing in the too bright fluorescent light safeway aisle trying hard not to cry because there are too many kinds of frozen pizza to choose from and you thought pizza sounded good but now nothing sounds good.

and it's then you realize...
getting over him isn't the same as getting over it.

you don't want him anymore but you're still a bit broken.
and you hate that there are still days that leave you this way.