I keep thinking what I was feeling that night. The music, the sensation, the thoughts that swam through my head while I was intoxicated. I know what I did, knew how I did it, and felt it the whole night. It still leaves me a warm fuzzy feeling inside even though weeks has pass and the time has changed. I know this can't work but why do I hope for it to do so? Why can't the heart and the mind ever agree? Is it built into our DNA to never believe, to never open up and feel vulnerable. What is it with human know that things can never work, that the feeling isn't there, that they continue to strive for it hoping to get lucky.
I dunno what it is but the fight to live, the will to survive is still there...and I guess I'll be here until it all blows over.
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