The end of August.
The end of another summer.
The end of an era.
The end of me.
I'm ending this month on a rather sad note. I feel empty, disappointed, hurt. But somehow, hopeful. I'm hoping in a better tomorrow, because I doubt I could sink any lower than this. In matters of feelings, I mean. Nothing so dramatic happened, but I feel so broken after this last week. So much that I gave up something I've held very close to my heart for the last two and a half years. I'm ready to move on now, even though it hurts and it makes me feel forgotten. But some things need to be on their way and perhaps this is the case. If I'm wrong, it'll come back to me. If not, then it's definitely for the better. One cannot spend his or her life longing for something that never shows up.
I've decided to go back to school. Well, only for one course, but it's better than nothing. I'm going crazy not doing anything all day long, so I have to find something useful to do. Thus, my creative writing course. I'm still not sure if it's my best option, but I can't spend another year wondering and wondering. And maybe this will help keep me busy and I won't have enough time to think about the same things over and over again. That would be a nice change of pace.
Anyway. I must leave the online world for now. Too much drama for not a lot of rewarding moments.
Wake me up when September ends...
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