detours and dreams

I never thought I would expend so much energy trying to repress emotions. I've been preaching self expression for a long time. I thought that was my path to happiness. Maybe it still is, but I'm on a detour. An unfamiliar, sad detour...

I dreamed this morning, and though I've been determined to not let it weaken my resolve, I will admit I've allowed it more thought than I should. I don't want to recount it here. Besides, I can't put what was unspoken into words anyway... and I don't need to indulge the part of my heart that still hurts.

speechless

I feel like I've lost my voice...words fail me.

time

Time did not stand still, nor did it cease to exist. It is, as it has always been...ticking away slowly to the rhythm of my life.