Tuesday, October 25, 2005

lesson #241: love, love, love

You should read Ms VVVV's blog. In particular, read the entry on her being in love (no, not the one with the bag, scroll down a little bit more). Sometimes what she writes in her blog really hits me. The sincerity of it. Genuine and sweet and real. I can feel your emotions through that post, babe.

Everyone deserves to fall in love like that.

So yes, I am a tinge jealous. And sad. Can't remember the last time I feel like nothing matters as long as I have my boy around. It's so easy to be jaded.

When was the last time I wrote something happy in here? Probably a damn long time ago. Hopefully soon. Because even I've gotten tired of my own melancholy. So today is my last hooray at being sad:

We try and try and try again, but everything falls apart so easily. We are fighting against a mathematical equation to find the point where trying doesn't yield a thing. Ask me again why I'm hanging on to a slippery wall when I can just release my grip and land with grace, with ease, with the help of people I care about. What do I hope to find up there once I've conquered the wall? Will there be everything or will there be nothing. The fall hurts more when you're higher up.

Blame Newton and gravity.