keep art alive; art by kelly haigh
"when the bow broke, in pieces we fell.
we would scream and shout,
but the point is we fell dear.
there will be no more wishlessness,
there may be some doubt,
no new day without;
best that we say farewell here."
this year, i still cannot seem to get a real feeling for it. there has been a lot of sadness and loss around me lately. is it because of the age i am at, or is it something more? that said, i feel as if i am finally getting a hold of who i am, and finding that i am tired of people being so transient in my life. coming and going as if i am just a stop gap, or some place to only temporarily land.
perhaps it is my ever-battle with insecurity, but it always hurts a bit to realize that some of the people you love think poorly of you, and of your choices. yet, at the same time, i find myself growing into myself to a point where i do not think i care anymore if i am well-liked, or understood.
i get me, i get what i like and don't like, and most days that is good enough for me.
this song, it always reminds me of driving to san francisco.