journal entry ~ August 8, 1995
02/23/2005 04:23 a.m.
Sometimes I like to sit and think random thoughts. No music to distract and allude me (as it sometimes does), but just the noises in my head and those around me. Be they frightening or peaceful.
I think about the past and how it has shaped me. Memories I had tucked safely away spring back as if being instantly reborn into my present status. Then I realize ~ they are yesterday. I am today. And tomorrow is only in my dreams.
I wonder if I'll be alone for the rest of my life? Or if I'll ever see my old friends, and how will we treat each other? And sometimes I wonder if I pop into their minds like they sometimes pop into mine. The most frightening is, I wonder what my lifetime holds in store for me.
Your best friend is still a unique stranger. One can never wholly know another human being. But yet, we are so close ~ as if we have been with each other all along, only hidden within the visions. Once unleashed, no one is ever the same.
That is how we create our yesterdays. Fill our empty pockets with colorful memories. Memories that do indeed last a lifetime.
Perhaps that is our only tomorrow we will ever receive.
I am currently Reflective
I am listening to dvd background music (movie ~ Saw ~ don't ask).