And then, should I say you hurt my feelings?
Or is it pathetic, a sign of weakness? I am not sure. My uncertainty is another type of weakness. But I feel that there is nothing of value in pointing these things out. They should be obvious, and if they are not, then explaining them is not going to help.
But none of this stops the sinking feeling, the sadness that is slowly washing over me. I will sink into it gently. The air outside, while still chilled, has a touch of spring.
I must not depend on people so much. That is the lesson, I think. My skin must become tougher, an elephant's hide should I be so lucky.
Monday, March 21, 2005
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