Goodbye. I hate the word. I hate the sound of it. I hate what it feels like to hear, whether from your own mouth or another's. Why is it that everything has a positive and a negative end? It makes it impossible to brood in peace. As Summer comes to it's inevitably bittersweet close, I can't help but feel this massive itch inside myself. A hole that just a few, short weeks ago was filled with lazy Summer day dreams and the pleasing smell of coconut sunscreen, is rapidly becoming a safe harbor for productive thoughts and the sound of pencils scratching across crisp, lined paper. And the greyest of clouds blocking the sunshine from my days is threatening a downpour of massive proportions. Can't saying goodbye be easy? Could it be that sometimes the sweetest of times occur within the shortest of time frames? Months, weeks, days......And those are always the hardest to let go of.
Lucky for me, I fill my voids easily and quickly.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
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