Sean (darksoul) wrote,
Sean
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I grieve in my condition for I cannot find the words to say...

Word choice is something of a hobby of mine. Certain words, while synonymous with one another, have slightly different connotations to them. Trail off into oblivion and people will make countless assumptions as to what you meant. A mouthy wordsmith, I am. And yet.

My client window has been open all day. All day, I've sat down to write something but nothing has come out. I can't express what I need to. Or at least I can't express it in a fashion that leaves me feeling dignified. *shrugs* I'm full of holiday cheer. I'm lonely and melancholy. There are few people that I could spend time with right now, and fewer things that could be done to bring me to shore. I've got my music and I've got my books. I've got habits that I hide and hope that's nearly died. I've got the number of a girl that I couldn't stand but these days I could try. Things are different these days.

What value do we place on a human life? What value do we place on our friends and family? What value do we place on love? Why do we gamble it all away?

Can you spare a dime? I need a down payment on some hope.
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