Its been 6 months now

Its been 6 months now,
and what's more painful is the lessening pain.
Somehow, before, all the tears felt so right;
like righteousness on Sundays.

I cry less,
and scream out less;
on the outside.
Which makes me sadder on the inside.

Funny I guess.

Tree ringed coffee mugs

There is only one letter of difference in the spelling of the words "laughter" and "slaughter".  Yet their meanings are vastly different.  This reminds me of the often weighed tension of judging events as a blessing or a curse.

Hearsay says that the grass is always greener on the other side, but I met someone who has been there, and they said that grass was too much upkeep.

I started collecting coffee mugs so that I can sip down the memories from my life after I'm too old to do anything else.

Rule at life rule #49

If you're not enjoying a book stop reading it.  There are too many millions of books in the world to drag your eyes through a lemon.

Whether it's a blessing or a curse is debatable

Whether it's a blessing or a curse is debatable.  I'm a planner, a thinker, and obsessor.

Failures and successes rarely catch me by surprise, as there are few angles I don't consider before they happen.

My counselor asked me why do you give power to these fantasies?  I think he was patronizing me.

He said life is like a game of chess, and you needn't need consider your next move until life has made its next move.