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12:30 p.m. - Sunday, Mar. 07, 2010 Am I using this to justify isolation rather than finding peace? Under the guise of finding spirituality, I am looking for a place to hide. I could smell damp grass in the air on my way home from work yesterday. Spring is coming. It felt good to walk. Grass, laundry, dinner . . .this is what the suburbs smell like. Then I disappeared. And haven't come out again since. I would rather pull every hair out of my head one at a time. � � |