wolven7 | A few days of Shite....

"I pace upon the battlements and stare
On the foundations of a house, or where
Tree, like sooty finger, starts from the earth;
And send imagination forth
Under the day's declining beam, and call
Images and memories
From ruin or from ancient trees,
For I would ask a question of them all."
-- W.B. Yeats, The Tower

Luxt - [Infinite]--- So, i've kind of forgotten to mention that these past few days, except for the arrival of mail, and the interactions with people, have been fairly well Shite. Foster sister got moved to a different family, so my mom's rather upset. Friend of mine was in a major car accident, they don't know that she'll fully recover, from the brain damage, and my visiting her isn't a good idea, if only because she's not even recognizing Close friends and family. And another friend of mine lost her kitty. That was all yesterday. Things at school are OK, but, every day, i'm losing faith in the System (with a captial Cyst.) to get me where i need to be.

I'm wandering away, and into the realms of the What-Ifs, again. (VNV Nation - [Epicentre]). For there are so many things, lately, that were ill-planned, ill-timed, and which consequences, if the worst of them were true, would be disastrous. If the simple Fear of these things, and the horrid turn my life would take, due to them, isn't enough to pound a painful lesson into my mind, then nothing is. And someone should kill me. But, first, give it a little time, to see if i've learned my lessons.

I think i'm going to be sick. Feh. Need to call job places.

And, really, that's all i have to say, for now.