I would have to be half-mad to dream up something like this?
Then perhaps I am.
I had nothing to do today. NOTHING. I made plans and I meticulously thought of excuses and cancelled them. I sat and cried a while, tried to act mature. Then gave it up.
Only after I gave up was I happy. At peace inside. As if I had untied this massive load off my heart and let it crash in to the waters below. It made me wonder why I had not done it earlier.
I think I just managed to cut the purple tongue off.
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