Friday, February 20, 2009
It came at last, after weeks of notice. To begin with, there wasn't much to expect from it. The truth is I had never harbored any hope of it being anything more than what it is. Yet, at the precise moment when I was opening it, I hoped for a second that it might be something more. Thus it can never be healed. only suppressed.
In any case, in a way, the suppression is working in its own ways. Some things that I thought were lost, had found their way back. In a way, I welcome them because with their return, it can only mean that I have moved on. On the other hand, I dislike the cycle that I was in before and do not wish for them to return.
The Origin. 2/20/2009 03:30:00 am