I'm falling back into the old ways and actually I'm very glad of it. Why? Because before I felt like fish out of water. I was an animal on display in the zoo and now I'm one of the million. I don't have to pretend. I don't have to burst with the knowledge that I'm foreign. On the other hand, I'm split between two loyalties. Where is my home? Where are my people? Who are my people? And really, what for do we need to associate ourselves with anyone? I don't know, but it's crushing the inside of my rib cage.
B wrote new song. We still have to get tune to it. S and A were asking me about their presents. Note to self: Don't be so lazy to wrap presents. Anyways, I feel my old confidence. That's wonderful, right? Of course it is because usually I would be depressed, planning to lash out at the world instead of skipping like a ten year old down my street. Oh well...
B wrote new song. We still have to get tune to it. S and A were asking me about their presents. Note to self: Don't be so lazy to wrap presents. Anyways, I feel my old confidence. That's wonderful, right? Of course it is because usually I would be depressed, planning to lash out at the world instead of skipping like a ten year old down my street. Oh well...