Load it

The snow touched the tip of my nose, and the wind was blowing against my ears. Not very spring-like at all. Tired of seeing traffic lights…if they were only more colourful. Driving includes accelerating, hitting the brakes and re-starting the engine. There are no significant changes in sight. And the lights should be off when Read More …

Bipolar

I don’t know who the hell I was…talking about love like that in the previous post. I must have been delirious. Now it’s time for the realistic songs…talking about mistakes and epiphanies. That’s more my cup of tea at the moment. I drove well today, even my driving instructor was impressed. I think I have Read More …

Hell to pay

Killwhitneydead. What would I do without this band? Sometimes I wonder how I would’ve dealt with the anger of the past. And sometimes I forget that it is still there. It has been numbed and kept aside. Sometimes people tend to poke it and hold it in front of my face, just so I can Read More …

Run, Paula, run

And it’s Sunday again. The sun’s supposed to be out today, which it did for about twenty minutes. It’s grey outside now, which makes me even more tired. A dream triggered this tiredness. I was lost in a huge building, which was (I suppose) a school. I was looking for a specific room, but couldn’t Read More …

Simon

Mum cut herself again. It’s the third time this week. But this seems to happen whenever she is not cooking. It happens–it happens that you cut yourself when cutting cabbage, fruits or meats. I like watching mum cook dinner, because she smiles at me, although not always. Sometimes she tells me to go watch cartoons, Read More …