| the new year has begun. ive made some changes. come out the other side perhaps a better person. more mature.
maybe.
different.
yes.
i think im finally over it. 2008 was a rough year. lets see how this next one goes.
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| went to a wedding this weekend. after spending a delightful family christmas with someone else's family.
ive decided that weddings are not good for me. they make me depressed.
got black out drunk and fell in a pond.
woot.
michigan has the most fucked up weather.
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| i thought about andrew today. which made me think about louise. and mrs. thompson. and now mr. commings. my grandpa.
and i still cant stop thinking about thom. no matter how much i try to convince myself im over it.
extreme to moderate depression
general anxiety disorder
post traumatic stress disorder
thats what they said.
get therapy
thats what they suggested.
deal with it
thats what i did.
get by
thats what im doing.
barely.
i havent updated this in forever. i dont know why im starting now.
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I drink good coffee every morning
Comes from a place that's far away
And when I'm done I feel like talking
Without you here there is less to say
I don't want you thinking I'm unhappy
What is closer to the truth
That if I lived till I was 102
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
I'm no longer moved to drink strong whisky
'Cause I shook the hand of time and I knew
That if I lived till I could no longer climb my stairs
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
Your face it dances and it haunts me
Your laughter's still ringing in my ears
I still find pieces of your presence here
Even after all these years
But I don't want you thinking I don't get asked to dinner
'Cause I'm here to say that I sometimes do
Even though I may soon feel the touch of love
I just don't think I'll ever get over you
If I lived till I was 102
I just don't think I'll ever get over you |
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| still trying to figure out my new years resolutions...
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