Tuesday, March 13, 2012

and it just gets harder when you ask why.

and it just gets harder when you ask why.
I woke up this morning with a funny taste in my head. Spackled some butter over my whole grain bread. Something tastes different, maybe it’s my tongue. Something tastes different, suddenly I’m not so young. I usually do not allow myself to have high hopes anymore. For anything. If it’s a weekend tr…