sadThey're constant and solid.
They're the building blocks of city scapes.
They're the only thing that makes the darkened landscape anything more than a mirage.
Everything feels impossible right now. Everything feels wrong.
I'm in a daze becuase there's a spot in my vision where someone belongs and they're just not there.
I did a lot of driving around, I saw a lot of new things... the other coast really is a different world and I enjoyed so much of it.
But the best part of the whole thing was sliding my hand to the left and finding a warm and familiar hand invariably there.
So I'm a little broken right now because I just don't know what to do.
What the hell is my next step?
what the hell are my options?
I need to pull myself out of this blackness in order to see anything besides what I don't have.
I had planned to write up a more full account of what happened while in seattle... but I'm just not up to it at the moment. I have to find that state of mind in order to write about it and at the moment... it's just not fucking there...
