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Sometimes even trying is the thing. before/after How do you know what's normal, when normal doesn't seem normal anymore? -------------------- If it ever did... -------------------- Nothing seems right, everything is convoluted. Layers of ignorance. Clouded judgment. Parade of failures past and future. Evanescence is nothing more than being available. Normal just doesn't seem normal anymore. ---------------- How do you know when you've come off the rails? Sometimes I think writing is all I've got, the only place I feel at home. Not trying to be a whiner or a petulant bitch. Or a moaner. Sometimes I just feel there is so little CONNECTION...out there? In my life? Anywhere. See, and that's the thing, I jump up here, and avoid all the things I need to say. Just to get it the fuck out. And be a good boy. Or, a relatively decent one. OK. A human one. Let's set the bar low... ...and I don't fucking make it. But maybe if I keep on trying. Sometimes even trying is the thing.
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