Tuesday, August 17, 2010

If there are no such things as walls

I don't think I have feelings left in me.

No, I'm not exaggerating.
This one moment I was sitting with my family having a nice meal
and then my brother spilled a drink.. and I was aware the entire time
that he was going to (I sat across from him at the table)
nonetheless, I was willing to soak myself wet than move one step further.

it was like weird slow motion thing happening
and I knew it had to end.

3 comments:

Raisa said...

you're just feelings-deprived, we call it "numbness"
might take a couple of slight heart breaks
a ton of spilled liquids
or a lame ass movie

but I'm sure you'll be back :]

Charade said...

my heart isn't broken Raisa..

Kaleidoscope Girl said...

Curiosity, maybe?