It is what it is.
These days are those days I normally feard. Before. Today was such a day. On spot. Thats it. I am tired and I am weak, I may hardly not feel any of those yesterdays lovely peaks. Not at all. Not right here, not right now. Oh yeah, I pretty well know myself at this time as well as I know: "this was the last time". Just as all those already passed last times. Every excisting sensation is truely - a real universal sensation. My sensation is what it is. Let it so be.Today. I guess God had a purpose even there. At least I may deeply hope so.
I did`t know what to do or where to go - I did`t know how to afford all these coming meetings. Except one last way to go. Still, there were one track to jump on. And so did I. Therefore I assume that God had a purpose, a thorough one, even there. And bloody hel thank you for that. Instead of crying or screaming and thinking and talking I use my favorite tool tonight. I do not have any other options, well I could possibly chose another - but it would`t help. I am not wasting my time. Never again. On those killing things. Litterally. Never as long as she is alive. You got my written word on that.
söta, söta, jag har försökt ringa dig... kramar!