I don’t know whether it was because I was drunk throughout the the whole day or not, but the sunset was beautiful today. Everyday, the sun’s light seemed harsh and unforgiving but today it was soft and caring, just like if it was goodbye.
I had been meaning to pick up writing back again for a long time. I would have done it sooner but you know….life got in the way. And I am finding it hard, words don’t come as easily to my mind as they used to and I constantly keep checking my grammar. In some ways it is just like meeting a long lost friend – conversation is difficult and you run out of things to talk about pretty quickly. Of course this does not mean that I am going to give up writing again.Oh no, not this time. You see, I remember being happy when I used to write and I am so fucking tired of being sad. So, old friend, lets find ourselves once again.