Listening to Devendra Banhart on Pandora right now, as I lay in bed, under my marshmallow comforter, looking up at the half moon behind a couple of sunflowers. The warm summer wind seeps through the window, and I wonder to myself when was the last time I had felt this?
I can drift into feelings of ... moments of ... heaven. These feelings are flighty. You have to hang on to them, because it just doesn't last...
I think I am desperately fighting the bad thoughts. I don't want to believe that everyone's bad. I want to believe in the goodness in people. I feel like every time someone hurts me, dissapoint me, does something bad to me... I curl up inward, and become apathetic. When I can see the goodness in my enemies, then I feel like there's still something beautiful to life.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
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