• I suppose I've been writing quite a lot lately. Tonight, four poems, and this journal entry. I've only been on the computer for about thirty minutes. Words pour from my finger tips in an unconscious manner. Poetry isn't really my strong suite, but it gets me by. I've been writing them short, I like them that way. Short and sweet, right? What if we don't get to follow one another into the dark? The promise I have with Trev might be a false one. In the Christmas aisle at Big Lots Han points to a tub of candies, 'My aunt always bought those when she was alive,' she says in an off tone voice. I turn my face to the side, tears form but I choke them back and do my best to smile softly at her. I hope my smiles aren't as sad as they feel. Quote of the Day ~“Perfection is finally attained not when there is no longer anything to add but when there is no longer anything to take away, when a body has been stripped down to its nakedness”~ -- Antoine de Saint-Exupery quotes The Auschwitz sign was stolen on Friday, isn't that sad? Perhaps all we'll ever be are the memories we leave behind, and when our children and our children's children die, we will be gone forever. I wish I had the ability to simply not think about depressing things. Maybe that's a choice too, and like usual I'm just not trying hard enough. I applied at McDonald's this morning. Not exactly my dream job, but I need something to occupy me. Something I can do my best to throw myself into. I'd much rather be stressed out from too many things than from my own thoughts. If I just busy myself enough all of this will go away.

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