Monday, November 22, 2010
Nothing, I feel nothing. Sitting in my bed I am, my window is open wide, and outside there have been raining since I'm awake. The first things that I heard today, when I opened my eyes were the rain noise and sound. It may sound very beautiful, but it was just way, way depressive.
Plus, I've been feeling this headache all day long. No, I've been feeling it since two weeks ago. It means that I'm done complaining about it, or taking pills, or whatever. By now, I can say that I'm used to this pain, it feels like part of me already. But sometimes, not always, but sometimes, it gets worse. And today, when I saw me all alone, in the rain, that pain felt excruciating. So, I stoped for a few minutes, and started thinking about that. I mean, how can you get used to a thing that makes you feel horrible?
I'm done of all this shit.
And from my bed I can admire the light purple curtain dance the music that is repeating for hours ...hand out the window, floatin' on air, just a flip of the wrist and I am wavin' you goodbye.