Loneliness is not the broken violin,
it is not the worn strings
or the useless bow.
Category: thoughts
The rainy season is upon us, the people under the skies and the pathos of Vancouver Island. There is really only two seasons around here: the drier, tempered few days we call summer and the unending years that constitute each winter. The light dampens, the spirit sinks and the plants first get sickened by rot […]
I fantasize about suicide, I fear heart attacks, cancer, acts of agression or simple accidents. Yet I still ask myself constantly “how…?” and “when…?” as if the question didn’t actually mean “why would I ever…” – after all, I am the dreamer. I am scientific minded, you could say. I do not meant to imply I […]