dolorous interludes.

i've been feeling most distasteful ever since school started and im not sure if i can or should attribute these feelings entirely to the former subject matter. To be more exact, im suddenly filled with this profound sense of disgust towards many things and people, and as strong a word as it might be, im feeling so much of it such that all i want to do is to shut myself out from people and all things living. i realise this is why i love reading so much. the beautiful prose aside, what reading actually does is that it takes me away from my life temporarily; i traverse through centuries of verses that bring me to old england where i take on the role of the female lead. this unsettling dread that im feeling merely compounds itself over days and nights. I'm so tired. of giving. of being hung in mid air. of looking cheery when im not. of taking things in my stride. of ambiguity.

i need a drink. now. but f-,i might as well do a run.

posted by voyeur @ 1/11/2005 07:07:00 PM