putrid feel in my soul. I think it is called depression.
Saturday was the worst. I literaly fought off tears as I sat in a pub!
It was a mystery to me why I was feeling that way at first. Not
anymore. I am alone. That is it. And no, not because I don't have a
woman. I tried to run away from my destiny, from myself, i now realize
I was running in circles and I'm back to where I started! I am alone.
I shall embrace my solitude, relish it, love it, be it.
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