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i am verbose tonight.

i have been reading entries from an old journal which, from the outset, seems a totally masochistic exercise.

and yet there is no pain in this pleasure.

i came here to debrief from four years of constant change. to find a little of myself again.
and yet the answers i was looking for i unwittingly wrote to myself.

and those words, even in their flaws, comfort me.

foolish and young, i believed some ghosts buried - that they would never haunt me again.
ghosts return.
you cannot unlive the past.
but you can summon courage and face the future.
or you can waste your years chasing ghosts.

11:35 p.m. - 2008-11-05

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