That is what everything feels like right now. I feel as though i am trying to focus on the sweet aroma of the single rose trapped under mountains of garbage in the dumpster. My aunt's back in the hospital. She thinks she's dying, i mean for real this time. I dunno what to do. My head hurts. My heart aches.
I have been trying so desperately to change the way people look at me. I am regarded as cold, blue blooded and whatever else CLOSE friends have described me as. Migs said my perspective on life was a bit cold. T downright called me the wicked witch of the west. I do not want to be that person. I want to be.....
Anyway, i am trying hard to look at life differently and project happiness, even though the last thing i want to do is smile. But i have to. It is part of my quest to improve who i am and have people gravitate towards me.
So i am straining for the scent of that rose. It is so hard but so necessary. I suppose once you begin focusing on the beauty and goodness around you, you no longer see misery. Life is only beautiful if you let it be so. So i am trying now.
1 comment:
Hey, you need to turn on the comment blocker thing. I'm not sure how it works, but jerks like that should be stopped. Anyhow, I love you. You will find that happiness soon enough. I'll be calling you this weekend. I haven't talked to you all week! =(
Post a Comment