Friday I'm In Love

I stayed away from The Cure. For one apparent reason. They. Don't. Sound. Like. It. Could. Work.

They should have called themselves Misery. Or The Wretched. Well, whatever works.

Friday, I am. So was I on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday. And the weekend.

Wow. It's been a week. And I still feel far away from being able to blog, being up to blogging.

In; Out; Of; At; With; To; this Matrix thing, it's a repetition. Copy of a copy. Routine. Call it what you will.

My eyes hurt. I hurt more inside.

Don't you wish you have your children to kill so you could de-stress?



Still trying to breath right? Pick up the phone and call Jules, she could make you feel better. But she's at work.

You look through your phone book and realise : You're alone for this one.





Stop. And wake up.