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So I made this tune quite a while back, and I still don’t know where to go from here…

So I made this tune quite a while back, and I still don’t know where to go from here…
A hint of light in the dark,
only enough to keep from giving up.
I like being alone, I don’t like letting people in; people mean nothing, just a created void. But of course, there are the few, and I almost feel like a walking contradiction- I’m a person who enjoys being alone, but gets attached. And once that said person I’m attached to goes away, loneliness has never felt so low. Coming home to an empty room, everything seems too quiet, time seems too slow. And going to sleep becomes dreadful, knowing they aren’t on the other side of that bed waiting to drift off to sleep with you, too.
Warpaint by Charles W Clark.
I just bought a plane ticket to Seattle, in which I will be flying out the first week of April. After staying there for a short while, I’m going to drive down to Portland. I’ve never been on a plane before, or out of my state for that matter. I’m scared, I’m nervous, I’m excited. I’m excited to escape for a while.