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Today I found out some things about myself. One of them? I'm broken. I have been broken for a while, but today I saw it. It was quite stupid, really. I was listening to a random song, one that I listened to thousands of times. But today, as soon as it started playing, it hit me. All at once. Things are not ok. I am not at the breakdown point yet, but I feel that I am on a path of no return. As of now, it is a matter of when, not if, will I break down. I am currently Ravel's bolero, about sixty per cent in. It's somewhat loud, but enough to make enough noise to be noticeable. But it's not at it's loudest. And after the loudest bit, it will end in an unbearable silence. It will end in the catharsis of me. The song I heard today was not this bolero, but bolero felt like me months ago. It was a sign, maybe the first one, and I did not see it. I did not have enough clues to see it. I am afraid. Truly afraid. I don't want to get there, even though I know I will. I mig...