In deference to the approaching holiday and the supposed societal pressures accompanying, I'm taking a few minutes to closely inspect the less rational part of myself. Looking beyond my dominant and genuine contentment, I find phrases rehearsed but never recited, jealousy burning against no particular friend, the often dormant loneliness, apathies both real and pretended.
Writing that has cast a lousy mood about me, but in truth I'd have difficulty sustaining such a state.
posted on Monday, February 13, 2006
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