one good news and several other fatal ones.
i went out and got myself a new camera, something that i’ll be using for quite awhile. i’m enjoying the quiet moments with this new camera even tho’ i’ve not quite gotten a hang of it. the presence of a new one, however does not mean i love my little sony cam any lesser. if anything, i miss it even more. even if it’s just laying on the ground, inside my bag, next to my right foot as i’m typing. but that’s just how people are, right? they miss and they miss and they miss. and then perhaps one day, they’ll wake up and just decide that today, this particularly morning of which the air is ordinarily fresh and nothing’s different, will be the day that they stop.
the skip a string of heartbeats kind of stop. the put behind you and pretend that it never exist kind of stop.
the you think you can go on kind of stop.
and then some days, some months or perhaps, some years later, you’ll wake up again, and realise that, it did happen and it does exist, and that you’re really just too broken then to realise it.
too broken then, and still broken now. and you then, resume life, and its normalcy the way it is intended to be. moving on, moving further, and easily away.
the way it is intended to be.
normalcy. and then you will forget that you once lived before the skip a string of heartbeats kind of stop. the put behind you and pretend that it never exist kind of stop.
the you think you can go on kind of stop.
and you just kind of, stop, living.
