Peaches says, "Fuck the pain away." I think that works for some people. They can fuck the pain until it's pounded into their subconscious where they don't think about it anymore, but the feeling is still there just waiting to surface.
I had every intention of coming home and running, but on the drive home tears stung my eyes and a headache began. Some aspirin and sleep later.... there is still a dull memory of the headache. I try controlled breathing, but that makes me light headed and I start to drift off to sleep again. I don't want to be up all night.
Up all night...
Up all night...
Up all night........the boys.
"Where were you when we were getting high?"
-Champagne Supernova by Oasis
The answer: I was in the only place that you can't see me; your heart.
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The daily jazz of my mind, as pure & honest as possible; but know that words are themselves filters of the original thought/idea.
