~::Pennies of Thought::~

Ever after.

So I sit and write.

Not about anything important, or about the meaningless of things, but just jotting wild ideas on paper...giving them some form...however plain or plane it is. I lack something. I'm not quite sure what it is. Perhaps i'm too uncaring...brought on by 10 years and 10 and almost 3 more of pure solitude. You can think you have found someone who will stick with you to the end...but time will strip that away. You can buy property worth your fortune and invest your life in your business...but one day you will wake up, no matter how in love or out of love you are, and realize you are alone.

I enjoy that now. But I do fear the day I wake up and realize i do not anymore. And that scares even the most secure me of my dreams. And I begin to doubt.

posted by Claire @ 7:53 PM