04-27-05 - 21:07
A rare feeling feels the air
It's a sad resignation
I think at some point I stopped living
Sometimes I believe that I really died on March 2, 2003. And that this has been all a dream from beyond the grave. That maybe one day I'll wake up and realize I've been dead for years.
If I go blind I won't care. Nothing hurts more than realizing you lived your whole life in about 24 years and you resigned about 3 years ago.
When my babies died, I think I died with them
