"An empty street
An empty house
A hole inside my heart
I'm all alone
The rooms are getting smaller"
- Westlife, Coast To Coast, My Love
Okay. Time to head out to the distant horizon without looking back. I secretly hope I don't wake up tomorrow. My left ankle's swollen and my left leg feels longer than my right today.
"Everything is F'ed up
Straight from the heart
Tell me what do you do
When it all falls apart
Gotta pick myself up
Where do I start
Cause I can't turn to you
When it all falls apart"
- The Veronicas, When It All Falls Apart
Seems to me that this holidays won't seem like holidays again. It's like a never-ending line of things to do. Of which, none seems to be of relaxation. I want to run. Run away. No contact, no restrictions. Just rest. But no. Do this. Do that.
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