Ramblings

“So you don’t know were you’re going, and you wanna talk
And you feel like you’re going where you’ve been before
You tell anyone who’ll listen but you feel ignored
Nothing’s really making any sense at all.”

We’re irrevocably tied together by history, a history that can never be erased. Even if you want to deny it, even it you want to pretend it never existed, it will always be a part of you. It will always, in some way, define who you are.

—Susan Colasanti

“The highway signs say we’re close,

but I don’t read those things anymore

I never trusted my own eyes.”