I think the reason why people like to keep personal blogs like this that are still open to the public, is that it gives them the false hope that someone, somewhere out there is reading and empathising. Just throwing that out there.
My resistance to the effects of lack of sleep has sharply decreased. I'm getting old.
It is only now that I realise how true they are, all those adages and truisms about trust being like a mirror and whatnot; about how you can never fully repair it once it is broken. "Forgive and forget" is much easier said than done, and right now I'm functioning not so much on forgiveness as I am on pity. Then again, pity itself is a very strong emotion as well.
It's like I built a tower reaching towards the heavens, standing atop four pillars. I just hope that at the end of the day, at least one of them will survive for my audacious charge towards the sky. Otherwise, everything will come crashing down.
And now I'm going to dump a whole bunch of Homestuck songs that I've come to like, because blog.
