Tuesday, March 03, 2009

►►

Fast forward. If only there is a button I could press so that my days move faster, until it reaches a point when I get to rest, when all these thoughts get replaced by less painful ones, when I can say “I’m ok” and really mean it.

I manage to survive each day believing that that day is to come. I don’t know when or how or whether I am bound to just wait for that day or help myself (but how – I don’t know).

►►. Please. And please – when I get to that day, allow me to pause.