I'm sitting here typing on my keyboard on a typical Saturday night. I'm in a melancholy mood tonight, partly because to my frustration my diaphragm is still hurt and its almost been three weeks, and partly because the bittersweet silence in the room gives me time to reflect and think.
On the way home from Kohl's today, I heard the song Just A Dream by Nelly. It got me thinking: what if everything you spent building up was just a dream? What if all the drama, the bad news, everything was all a dream? What if all you depended on was just a dream? What if the knowledge that only puffed up disappeared? Would the love remain? Would we still be the same?
I don't like being in moods like this. I don't like hurting after I sing. I don't like feeling joy and it being "snatched" from me. I just want to start over. And yet I will rejoice.
1 comment:
cute blog.
you seem like such an inspiring person:). I love reading your posts.
xxo, Jazzie
(from: www.jsheaa.blogspot.com)
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