Abstruse Musing

I guess it is true, we only remember what we want to remember. I've already lost count of the days since things started to go wrong. I'd like to believe that I'm not affected, but other days I just can't. I only want to remember the happy memories, but I don't want to forget the unhappy memories either. The story would never make sense if there were segments completely omitted. We learn to appreciate what we have once we've experienced the sorrow of losing what is important. Right now I don't want analysis or questions, I only want to go forward at my own pace. 

I've started to forget the tiny details, the sound of your voice and your laughter. The irony is that I haven't forgotten who those attributes belong to. This permanent silence will continue to prevail, but I'll say no more because I no longer have any courage left. Feelings resemble the stock market, you take a risk and watch the stocks appreciate and depreciate over time. I know I was supposed to write about things more colourful, but I'll get back on track with that soon enough. I've been so tired lately, this insomnia is really affecting me. I hate being awake and having to listen the never ending drone of piercing silence.  It frustrates me that I can't fall asleep until some hour in the morning or when I'm still awake and seeing the first light of day come through my window. Honestly, I think its time I go see my regular GP. I know its going to be a long wait, but that wait will be well worth it. I don't like wak...