Tuesday, January 11, 2011

As good as it gets.

As I lay writhing in agony, something changed.

The agony in question was physical, not emotional, thankfully- bitter cold that threatened to relieve me of a few extremities, a chest, forearms and left hand that twitched and spasmed in pain.

I remembered how she used to be.
I guess... she's smiling a lot more these days.

And a small smile had formed at the edge of my lips, before it was torn away by a customary scowl. I guess that's as good as it gets.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Interesting. The nail in my chest is much smaller this time 'round.

Saturday, January 1, 2011

New Year's Resolutions

> Hit the Gym

> To be a much worse friend, and a more proactive enemy.

> To kill my sense of shame.

> To master my emotions, or forget them entirely.

> To Be selfish, very very selfish.

> To Get hurt. Bad.

> Score.

> Actually succeed at this resolution thing, for once.

I'm done with the good intentions, for now. Check again next year.