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The Journal of Aaron Howard The morning after...How easy we forget...
10/04/2003 05:27 a.m.
After a night out on the town, so to speak... You always regret the choices you made as the sunlight burns your eyes.. You swear you'll never drink again... but so how earliy we forget. We run around misrable the whole next day, sweating the poison from out of our pores.. We tolerate the world, when all we want to do is crawl back into bed and cover out the world as best we can.. How annoying everyone is when your misrable.. How short fused we get when we have the weight of a bottly drilling into our mind... and yet, how easily we forget... It might be sunny outside, but we'd wish for rain... just so the pain inside our head's would relax it's grip... Drinking a gallon of water to wash the dirt from our soul.. Taking pills to ease the pain hiding behind our eyes... but only time can heal this wound.. this poisoning of the soul.. Ahh the price we pay to let go..for just one night.. just to relax our grip on reality and laugh with the village idiots... I am currently Better
I am listening to Carnivale
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