LINK: my tears ricochet (rojie’s version)
Currently listening to: My Tears Ricochet
We gather here, we line up, weepin’ in a sunlit room
And if I’m on fire, you’ll be made of ashes too
Even on my worst day, did I deserve, babe
All the hell you gave me?
‘Cause I loved you, I swear I loved you
‘Til my dying day
ian m dudley is sharing night photos as open prompts. I thought I would partake in this.
It’s only been a couple of weeks since the holidays ended, but it already feel like a distant memory. So much has happened in such a short time…
Part of me wishes I’d left my Christmas tree up a little longer. It was not just aesthetically pleasing to see, it just brought up memories of previous Christmases, when times were happier. These days, after work, I can barely muster the energy to hang my jacket up properly. It lays draped over the kitchen chair until I pick it up again the following morning.
There’s a lot I want to accomplish this year. I wonder if I’ll actually manage all of it. I’m trying to be hopeful, but am feeling wistful at the same time. Go figure…
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