While cleaning up my cupboard today, I came across a box of letters and photos I had forgotten about. I knew about the existence of some of them but plenty more had slipped through the cracks.
Words that i’d forgotten and felt good to reread today. Words that would perhaps never lose their appeal or validity. Traumas of relationships, of work, of uni… life was so simply complicated then. And honestly, I want that back compared to the blandness right now.
Just cranky today… a little tired of being careful with my eyes after the surgery. I’ll probably kill myself if i go blind ever. Deaf and dumb is yet managable but eyes… precious. Of course, i’ve never been a good patient. Too impatient. Pray it heals soon.
Song of the day: Make a Memory – Bon Jovi
