I was told it would take long, and that it would take really long.
I don't know, after so many days, I'm still quite hung up about the show, the run up to it, and the aftermath. It hurts when so many people thought it was awesome: nobody ever said that about me, my music, or my dreams. It feels like some earthquake rendition of a heartache.
I really don't know. Turning back the time wouldn't be the same, moving forward seems tough, and looking back is unthinkable.
tblog is down, and I'm forced to throw stuff that don't belong here again. Perhaps, there will come a time when I can truly lay and rest without thinking and lamenting about me.
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