18 years on, and I'm echoing The Clash......
The human mind is truly a strange thing. Of all the musical possibilities to permeate my brain at two thirty on a Monday morning, it's one from the appalling eighties, seemingly penned by an unnaturally gifted 3 year old. "If I go there will be trouble.... and if I stay it will be double..." So why does it feel as though it's mocking me instead?
The sadness and anger giving way to emptiness. There really is nothing to keep me here any longer. The acknowledgement makes my heart thunder in a most unpleasantly anxious manner. 2 days till the end of the month. 48 hours. 2009 or 2010? New beginnings are scary, and I feel paralysed by the weight of having to make a decision. Which might explain why I'm still agonising at three in the morning; Head vs. Heart.
Or it could be the last of the Godiva.....
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