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.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
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.
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