Saturday, September 29, 2007

Sad really.

I have known sadness for it’s own sake and wallowed in a feeling which has no fact to cling to. It exists for itself, penetrating, insistent and conceited in it’s dominance. I could blame you, myself, an inanimate object, but this would be a fruitless exercise. Everything is grey, even the things I know are brightly coloured. No information is absorbed because everything is blank and passes me by whilst I cower within myself. Sorry I’m no fun. Sorry I don’t remember you as much as I should. Sorry.

4 comments:

Digital Flower Pictures said...

Sorry to hear you are sad, JP. Sometimes when I get in a rut I try breaking out with changing my routine. Different sights, smells and tastes sometimes lifts me out of it. If I could figure out how to send you a picture of a beautiful rose, I would.

It can be so easy to fall into sadness these days. I try not and concentrate on it but that is kind of a cop out.

Digital Flower Pictures said...

What happened? Did you fall into a black hole?

Jane petal said...

I'm still holding out for quantum gravity before I do that I reckon. Unfortunately I am permitted only occasional access to my blog via the NHS's 'secure' network.

Digital Flower Pictures said...

You could be waiting awhile on that one. Too bad about those computers. They must not realize that blogging is therapeutic.