May 27, 2008

:\ Today I feel like I'm just barely keeping down a huge burst of sad emotion and frustration; a monster which desperately wants to free itself and is clawing viciously at my insides; at the restraint I am administering... I have caught myself painting a deceiving expression of contentment overtop of my struggling soul x__x

*sigh*

And now I have decided that my road has become too sandy, and am currently looking for a broom. Perhaps simply sleeping could be the cure. No... the sand would still remain unmoved. So my broom will be my pencil and I shall plug myself into a world of musicalness and sweep away.

Posted by RJ Haely at 5:05 PM