Honesty
Posted on 2003-09-05
For the past few months I've considered my worries worthwhile and well placed, but like time, they take their toll.
Sometimes the world seems so small, as if it's closing in on me, and the sky seems wide and empty, like it will swallow every dream of mine before it reaches the tip of my tongue.
I wish beyond anything that I could have 'the' answers. Maybe not all of them, but just enough to get by or enough so I could know why I am here pouring my life into a computer that will never be able to give me the things I seek.
I've always told myself that things will get better. "They have to", I would say. But at times, I can't help but question how honest I am being with myself.